Hunt you down for harming one of my babies, that is.
If you got one of these sweethearts, particularly the ones int he middle of the basket with the pink, green, and turquoise, I command you to send me a picture of what you make.
Are you listening? You must obey my direct orders, did you know that?
I order you to knit it up and send me a picture. They're my babies and I miss them.