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Ah, yes, I did something similar with a type of “subspace”, in which faster-than-light travel was possible.

At first, being in such a field was sickening and disorienting, but necessity drove people to adapt to it.

Crunch the giant figures front and center in the next section of the rabbitoid story.
He’s roughly fifteen foot tall, and a rabbitoid is mostly leg.
He has a stride length while running that approaches a distance equal to his height, maybe a little further at full speed.
Somebody is going to take a flight from the fist of an angry giant.

“I told you to drink more of your tea.” The Inquisitor was trying to regain his seat.
“I know, I know.”
“If you won't listen to me, at least listen to the Elder.” Matthew motioned to Silash who was crouching nearby.
“Bring me my tablet please, Matthew.” she looked worried.
“You look as if you are very concerned.” the Inquisitor hoped to hear something that would help his plight.
“Yes. You see, one of ours was very sick once. You may know him as Crunch.” she took the tablet from Matthew and proceeded to scan the Inquisitor, her face scrunching in a most unreadable fashion.
“Crunch? Big guy, speckled black fur around his nose and mouth. Not one for small talk, mainly reads and shepherds around a little girl in a very protective manner?”
“You've seen him. He helped Doctor Lee unload a shipment of supply crates. Sit still please, and one crate had been contaminated with streptococcus bacteria. Never having been exposed to any forms but what already existed here, he became virulently ill. We thought we would lose him. Quit twitching please.” she continued her scans.
“Can't help it ma'am, that itches.” her handheld scanner tickled somewhat.
Then he jumped as video began to play behind her, one of the other rabbitoids had punched up the video logs.
Logs that he'd been looking for in the outer sections of the base.
Crunch had apparently been quite large even at the age of three.
He currently stood almost fifteen foot at full height with hands that could encircle a grown man.
At three he'd been taller than Jeremy TwitchEar and his six foot mass.
The video showed Crunch just as he'd fallen ill, the medical bay was filled with equipment and activity.
Crunch was shivering, hallucinating due to high fever, and he'd started nasal hemorrhaging.
The video skipped forward, the discussion was about using antibiotics and how little was truly known about rabbitoid physiology and how it differed from standard leporid herbivores.
The rabbitoids had been altered enough that medications that were useful to humans or rabbits might be lethal to them.
In the video, Crunch was losing fur around his mouth and nose, cutaneous ulcerations, and his lungs were filling with fluid.
“F-father. I'm.. so sorry.” Crunch gargled, his vocal cords were a mess from the strep infection.
“Nothing to be sorry about.” Doctor Lee said in the video.
A much smaller rabbitoid appeared.
“Emily, you shouldn't be here, you may get sick too.” Matthews voice cut in, he appeared on screen in a biohazard suit.
“There's the Prodigy you are looking for.” Silash cut in on the video playback.
“The little girl?” the Inquisitor pondered it, it fit with what he'd read.
The video continued, the little girl put her hand on Crunch and patted his forehead.
“Get well big brother.”
“We flooded him with antibiotics, as well as used a gel of a sort on his face and throat. We were unable to salvage his voice at the time. He has refused surgery to repair the damage.” Matthew was looking at the floor.
“And then I failed them. Both of them.” he added.
“Inquisitor, I have some news. You have a minor bronchial infection. You picked it up here.” Silash announced, there was some irony to her voice.
The other rabbitoids visibly relaxed.
“We are still vulnerable to infections that we were never exposed to. It is imperative we retrieve our kind, we do not yet know how, er, robust our immune systems are.” the Virginia Piedmont accent again.
“Wait. How did you fail them?” the Inquisitor looked at Matthew, he couldn't tell if the visual distortions he was experiencing were from his fever or from the tea.
“They were taken, before I could shut down the gate or activate the inhibitors.”
“You can hardly blame yourself for that.” Silash checked something on her scanner and frowned, “Apparently the tea causes some minor hallucinations in you, sir.”
“No kidding.” the Inquisitor watched the scanner wiggle like gelatin.