Ianto carried Jack rabbit to his office, putting him down on the couch.
“Right, stay there and try to keep out of trouble. I’ll be right back.”
Jack sat with front paws neatly together and twitched his nose innocently at Ianto.
Ianto glared. “Stop looking cute! This is entirely your fault. If you’d watched where you were going, you wouldn’t have stepped on that piece of tech and you wouldn’t be a rabbit!” He stalked out of the office.
Jack shrugged, sat up on his haunches, and promptly fell off the couch. Being a rabbit was harder than it looked.