[ as soon as blessed FREEDOM has been achieved, Abel's screeching and squawking like a high-pitched child and backward-crawling a few more feet away for good measure, holding his GRIEVOUSLY WOUNDED ankle in complete and utter horror. (he's fine. of course. he's absolutely fine,) ]

Y-- you, you-- how could you DO this to me after I took you to MY place of peace and contemplation for a relaxing-- after I, out of the KINDNESS of my endlessly generous, WONDERFUL, EXTREMELY HANDSOME HEART--?!

[ it looks like he's far more affronted at Dokja than he is the Bnuny, to be honest, here?? ]