Her chest tightened uncomfortably as Ronan's story went on; pity and sadness building up in her. Zap was still and silent until he finished speaking and her hand moved up his back once he was through. She had always known he wasn't uncaring, but at the moment she really felt like she was looking at an entirely different side of Mars; a more sensitive one. A more family-oriented one? She squeezed lightly with her hand when it reached the back of his neck and then moved back a bit and waited until they locked eyes to speak.
"I think it's good you kept it," her eyes flicked to the thing, then back to his again. However sad the story was, her heart was filled with pride (and an inkling of hope that there was potential for him where children were concerned). Her hand traveled outward and grasped his free one. "What about names for non-rabbits?" Zap's fingers faltered in their grip before slipping away again. "Like babies? Anything practical in mind for one of those?" Her eyes stared deeply into the box at her side for a second before chancing another look at Ronan.