Tenn recognizes a retreat when he sees one, and in this instance the drooping ears are a good giveaway. Against a friend or for a more important issue he might press, but stuck in a room with an uncomfortable stranger, Tenn sits back.

And then the hare says a name, and Tenn's heart skips a beat. His eye widen, lips parting slightly. Ah... he can’t jump to conclusions. But it’s too coincidental not to send a shiver through him. Surprise quickly turns to renewed interest. Since coming to Diatu, he’s met a Valkyrie of Odin and a fire-breathing dragon. He thought those were just stories too. In a brisk voice brimming with interest in his own argument, Tenn answers the question.

"Of course Wonderland had its own logic. In fact, it was surprisingly consistent at times. For example, didn’t Drink Me always make a person smaller? And cakes labeled Eat Me made them larger."