HONKD We will be cruel to the bee. Through our cruelty they will know who we are. They will find the evidence of our cruelty in the disemboweled, dismembered, and disfigured, pods of their brothers we leave behind us. And the bee won’t be able to help themselves but imagine the cruelty their brothers endured at our drag bubbles, and our railguns, and the edge of our webs. And the bee will be sickened by us. And the bee will talk about us. And the bee will fear us. And when the bee closes their eyes at night, and they’re tortured by their subconscious for the evil they have done, it will be with thoughts of us they are tortured with. Sounds good?