Hm, I don't know. You only asked for my help with the ritual, not with warding off a rabbit invasion.

[ Caesar makes a grand show of considering whether or not to help Alphinaud, complete with putting a hand to his chin and making a great ponderous 'hmm' sound. Should he, should he not, should he— ]

Alright, alright. I guess I won't leave you to suffer.

[ He reaches out to pluck a bunny off his shoulder, dropping it into the crook of his other arm. He's brought that one around close to his chest to create a temporary little place to collect them, though the first doesn't seem intent on staying put as it begins to look for a way into his own coat. ]

They're pretty clingy...