“Ah… hello- oh, all right then…”  Hakuba blinked and stared at the gift given by the very strange – yet somehow familiar? – man, bending down to pick it up.  Lifting it up to inspect, the detective couldn’t resist a soft sort of smile as he pondered the meaning of it. He didn’t understand why the man had brought it to him, or why he’d carried it in his mouth (somewhat unsanitary, that), but the intent appeared of the most amiable nature, and harmless, as far as he could tell. 

With a sort of soft, fond smile, he glanced back out the door and to the dark, and offered a quiet thank you before taking the rabbit inside.