"Are you okay? This must be kind of stressful."

"I want to know what's going on and better magic powers."

"I hope that we figure it out."

Nod. "Is the doctor today?"

"Yeah. This afternoon, if that's okay with you."

"It's fine."

"I want to talk with him first to be very sure before we mention anything strange."

"Okay."

"I think it will be nice to have someone with some medical expertise to help us figure out what is going on."

"It might be the wrong kind. You might need a rabbit doctor."

"We don't have any of those, so someone in research medicine is probably best equipped to deal with surprising people."

Nod.

Hug. "Maybe he will be the first rabbit doctor."

"Wouldn't he need a rabbit doctor school to go to?"

"Well, the very first doctors didn't go to school, did they, just figured things out."

"Huh."

"It took them a while, though, and more than one patient."

"...there's only one of me."

"Probably."

"Where else would more of me be?"

"I don't know. Maybe dropped on doorsteps elsewhere."

"Is that a thing you can look up?"

"Doorstep babies are not publicized because we wouldn't want the birth parents to have any information about their child."

"That's sad."

"I know. But if we did it differently lots of people might try it, and that would be more sad."