There was no response Bunny could think of in the moment that wasn't some variation on "that's stupid."

And he couldn't say that, because it was obvious this wasn't about stupidity. It was about feelings, and by that point, Bunny had let his get too raw.

He spared a second to consider if he was leaving because he was giving up or because he had miscalculated, let the conversation get too personal too soon, and decided on leaving. With a tap of his foot, the floor gave out beneath him, and closed up once he was gone.