Rabbit flinched a bit because he'd said something wrong, he'd done a wrong thing and he didn't want Mickey to be unhappy with him, things were bad when he made people unhappy with him. His fear was instinctive but short lived as Mickey smiled at him and he returned the smile with a small but heavily relieved one of his own, although it slipped off into a faraway thoughtful look atthequestion. "I, I'm from... I'm from... from the dark place." he murmured, vague. "The dark place, dark and cold, people visited... I'm from there, the dark place."