[For a few moments they stand like that, with Anton all but glaring down at her, coiled tensely as a spring and radiating heat. It doesn't take much for China to bring the gist to the surface, ever since she subverted him. Just a taunt. And this is a taunt.

[Finally Anton brings up his hands and, very carefully, takes Erskine, keeping him against his chest so that tiny, calm bunny heart is a counterpoint. A needed one. He does not touch China. He isn't sure what he'll do if he touches her right now.

[Then, without another word, he takes a step back and turns and walks away with a tiny white bunny cradled gently in his arms.]