Jackalope can speak. Or so she had heard. Supposedly not to the prisoners, but if he's capable of speaking at all, then she should be able to safely assume he'd be able to UNDERSTAND what she is saying. so there was a risk, of her ending up just talking to herself in Jackalope's presence, or she may end up hearing something unexpected. It was all just so… curious. And she couldn't get answers from the wardens right now, so perhaps this was her only course of action.
Thus, she awkwardly knocked on the door of Jackalope's room. "Hello? Jackalope-san, are you in?" … She glanced down at the small bunny door, much too small for her to fit through. Ah… well, if he didn't come out to say hello, she could check the kitchen as the back-up. That was the only other place she knew him to be, though. "I was just wondering if we could chat for a little bit! Um… I'm fine with whatever, like, venue you would prefer, too."