Liam and Molly
Liam wasn't Malia. He wasn't going to run after the bunnies or eat them. The idea of eating one of the fuzzy little things that Molly thought were so cute was pretty disgusting anyway. He didn't want to do it.
He let her drag her closely, and while the rabbits kept side-eying him as he stood there, as long as he kept his distance and didn't try to touch them, they didn't move.
"I think you're the only one who really does know me," he said softly.