Jann is minding his own business. He is playing by himself in the courtyard with a wooden sword: this definitely constitutes minding his own business. Nothing that follows is his fault.
"Well, no, but I can't play swords, either, or ride horses, because I'm still a rabbit," says Jann reproachfully, "and reading books is something you could do for me, while I'm a rabbit, if you had a book with knights, instead of an evil boring book."
"Well, if you go get someone to get me a knights book I'll read it to you, then. But I couldn't pet you and read to you, I can't use my left arm still. And you're really fluffy."