[ Ragna looks daggers down at her, clearly considering chucking her across the room. Thankfully, he decides against it, either because he has a bit more sense to him than one would expect or because she at least apologized, which is more than he can usually count on.

But he's so putting her on the highest cupboard he can find once this is over.

He lets out an annoyed sigh, silently hoping she never brings up the weird rhyming thing up. Actually, he just hopes it never happens ever again. ]

I'm gonna need both of my hands for this, y'know?

[ If for some stupid reason he's gonna keep her safe, handle the rabbits (both small and giant) and play the clean-up crew all at once, then he really needs at least some freedom of movement. There's not much time for thinking and it's never been his strong suit anyway, so he unceremoniously places the girl on his head. ]

Try not to rip my hair out, will ya? Not all of us have unlimited supply.

[ She'll only have a brief moment to get used to the new location before Ragna moves to grab the cake from the floor, right before other bunnies reach it. ]