“R-really? I thought you might like it, the artist that you are. I just love looking at your eggs! They are so beautiful and cute.” underneath the costume she smiled wide.
“I make sure to get up early every Easter to watch them go on their trek. It makes me so happy so see the kids so filled up with hope, searching for the treasures you hide for them!”
Bunnymund couldn’t help but blush a little at the compliment, he wasn’t used to getting them “oh heh, well glad ya like ‘em, I always thought my eggs were pretty spectacular too” he laughed.
He folded the drawing carefully and slipped it into one of his utility pouches, then searched around for a piece of blank something “now there has to be somethin’ i can sign for ya around here”
“I-I’m in no hurry.” she glanced down below her and when she noticed her shadow was more prominent she floated a little higher. The shadows coming and going from her own was something she didn’t quite want him to notice.
The pooka scrabled about the area, looking for something he could use until his eyes came to rest upon a thick, sturdy strip of bark “ahh! this should do nicely” he beamed, before grabbing it. He hopped back over to the little patchwork rabbit “do ya have a pen? If ya don’t, no worries, i could just etch inta it”.
“I-…I completely forgot to bring one… sorry.” never meet your heroes, she reminded herself for the future, your mind will fall to pieces.
"like i said, no worries mate" he grinned and took out a shiv, then etched his signature into the yielding bark. He handed her the signed piece of bark "here ya are" he smiled.
