Mo actually kind of sort of thought he might have a panic attack at the sight of Bellaire holding up that poor rabbit with a look of disdain and disgust. Like... that wasn't how you HELD a rabbit, and the poor thing could tell she didn't like him, and was it a moral quagmire to turn living creatures into inanimate objects?

He'd have to read up on it, because it seemed cruel. It was totally against their will. And rabbits did have will, because Titus the ninja bunny often let Mo know that he disapproved of capes and tap shoes by biting him. All will.

Still, Mo found himself grabbing a rabbit and cradling it against his chest as he returned to his desk. Ugh. "Professor, is there a way to practice this spell on something that doesn't have a face?"