After Pomni’s new arrival to the circus, Jax enjoyed the entertainment — though he preferred to have the attention of the person that first arrived along with him.

The periwinkle rabbit walked around the circus, checking the hallways and high places of where his next target could be.

Jax had an itch, and he needed it to be scratched a specific way that he needed it to be scratched.

“Hey, doll face — where are you?” He cooed into the abyss.

Obviously, he wasn’t calling Ragatha.