He's much better than a baby bunny. He's sharp instead of fluffy and could probably kill someone quicker than a bunny could sneeze. That's another part of why she stands a little taller with him on her shoulder.

On the other hand, he's precariously close to her neck. She is going to need to look out for that.

Once he's settled, she goes back to her pacing. This time she heads to the writing on the doors again, running her gloved hands over the grooves of the letters as if they'll show some meaning that's been previously hidden.