Mr. Rabbit hopped back a step or two when she finally moved and stood. She was a good deal taller then him but he didn't seem unfaded in the slightest. He blinks a few times before responding.<br/><br/>"You're in the Land of Fuzz, of course." He says, spreading his arms wide. They were on the lawn, a house nearby, with trees and plants all around. The home was 'normal' sized, though seemingly made out of one piece of wood. "More specifically, you're in front of my home. It appears that you fell through my hole." He looks her over, his third leg beginning to stir slightly. "Can I offer you a cup of tea?"