Angel is giving him a look that clearly is questioning his intelligence. Then sticking his tongue out. "Angel bunny, that's not very nice." Fluttershy scolds, gently, before meeting Jack's look again.

"I'm sorry, he's likely just reacting to us being somewhere unfamiliar." Settling back down again, the bunny squirming out of her hug before climbing up onto her back. Settling down, listening with an expectant look of 'well? get on with it'. "You mean like we do? No, most of the critters don't like we do. They have their own languages." Fluttershy was definitely more comfortable with someone familiar around, even if she's still nervous.