Hold the bag open for me! I've got him -- ow! Quit that! [Axel leans away from a couple of wildly kicking dust-feet that just scored a solid smack to his cheek, grabs the squirming creature in both hands, and stuffs him firmly back into Hiyoko's bag.

He dusts his hands off, ineffectually. He's completely covered in a fine coating of grayish dust, with darker smeared footprints everywhere the bunny'd kicked him.]

Okay, so, tempting as it is to just set the whole bag on fire, why don't we go let these guys go way outside somewhere?