“Yeah. I-I’m fine.” She tries to smile but it turns out more like a grimace, “Just… Strawssed.” The Gak narrows it’s eyes. “Bookwyrm.” It says, “You’d better have a strawmazing pun ready or I’ll strawvour all of you right here and now.” Rabbit looks shocked, “Even… me?” The Gak sneers, “Even you.” Rabbit pales, “But… but the straw! The war! The treaty!” The Gak grins, “Who cares about that. I want you all dead.”