After running amok in my room for a bit, sniff every bit of furniture on my floor, she would settle between by feet and expect to be stroked. If she is not happy with the quantum or quality, she would thump her feet to show her displeasure. But if I have pleased HRH, she would lick my toe and groom my ankle.
And people think rabbits are not intelligent. She sure got me wrap around her little paw.