[Hilda's gf would already have this chinchilla sitting in the palm of her hand, it's true. But seeing as how she sadly isn't here, just give Hilda... a second to think about these obvious options...]

...Right.

[Of course the critter eats nothing that's within an arm's reach. Great. That means that this chinchilla-rescuing operation officially requires Effort, but as Hilda glances off to the side—ah? Aha. Bunny people...]

I think I know how to get what we need, but it might take some time. You'll keep a close eye on our little friend, right?