I can't know everything, pretend you're an orphan.
Is our situation not dismal? Wonderland is so discombobulated that lady bugs have turned belligerent and enlisted in the queen's army! Punish their conversion!
Let your *need* guide you behavior. *Supress* your instinct to lead... Pursue Rabbit!
If your stature were an illness, it seems that the Centipede dispenses medicine to make you well.
The uninformed must improve their deficit, or die.
To the royal guards of this realm, we are all victims in-waiting.