Rob doesn't know what Rob's looking for right now, so Colin's excused there.

"I... I spent pretty much all of today chasing rabbits around, and I finally caught one. I thought it'd be more satisfying, but... I feel guilty, like I just murdered a person. I can tell myself it's just an animal, that it's prey that's supposed to be hunted and killed by a predator, but..."

He scrunches his eyes closed for a moment, moisture welling around them as he tries to avoid actually crying.

"I created living creatures, creatures who want to keep living, for the sole purpose of being killed. They may not be as intelligent as humans, but I... I looked into its eyes as I killed it. It knew exactly what was going on. It felt fear. It didn't want to die. It..." He goes even quieter. "Do animals have souls like people do? It felt like it did."