[The bunny does open its eyes and perk its floppy ears a bit, woken more by her voice than anything from the phone speaker.

Zee's expression is quick to soften, and part of her has to fight the damn smile that hearing his voice still prompts.]

You're more a bird than a leaf. But I'm sorry if- well, I'm sorry for a lot.

[She tilts her head up when she feels whiskers on her cheek] No, you're a spoiled little diva, don't give me- oh, fine. [she feeds the very fat (probably pregnant) rabbit something dark green and leafy over her shoulder.]