Those huge eyes blinked. Slowly the Bunny shifted, her head and shoulders rising fully over the back of the futon. Now Skye could see the dark grey hoodie she was wearing more clearly.<br/><br/>"Anya," she offered, her voice accented. Something European, but hard to place. "You are beating the other one at cards,<em>chooneh</em>" she added, the lift at the end making it a question.  She tilted her head, eyes studying Skye carefully.