[b]"This isn't any bloody dream of mine..."[/b] Hector muttered to himself as he took in his new surroundings. It all looked so disgustingly puerile, like something a child would dream up. Hector was not the kind to dream of frolicking in some verdant forest with a motley crew of strangers. Whatever this was, he sincerely doubted it was a dream. Although that was the conclusion he had reached, he did not assume that this "talking rabbit" was on the level. Many of the others appeared to be conversing with it as though it was the most normal thing that had ever been. Just because it was standing in front of them didn't make it legit. Hector could think of plenty of other things it could be than an honest-to-god talking bunny, and none of them gave him any comfort here.

[b]"So, uh, while you're taking in all these questions..."[/b] He spoke up, directing his speech to the "rabbit". [b]"Would you mind giving us one good reason to trust anything you say?"[/b] Even if the rabbit was somehow real, that didn't mean they could trust it. Stranger danger was king, even for grown adults. Putting blind faith in the first thing they saw here was tantamount to disaster.

[@The Jest]