"Weeeeehg," says Segda disconsolately.

"Should I not have let you?"

It spits. "No!"

"Great. Okay. We're gonna wait here until your stomach settles and then keep going, okay?"

Segda doesn't complain about this plan. It flops onto its back and stares up at the canopy.

Poor kid. She waits a while. "Ready to keep going?"

"Yeah." It gets back on the horse. Backwards. It tries to braid the horse's tail.

"She doesn't like that. You gotta face forward and hold me and leave her alone."

"I wanna braid the tail."

"And she doesn't like it so you don't get to."

Segda ignores her.

Segda gets taken off the horse.

"Yah! No! I want to ride the horse!"

"Well, she doesn't want riders who are going to pull her tail."

"I want to ride the horse!"

"Are you going to braid her tail?"

"I want to do that too!"

Iris sits down and watches it and doesn't say anything.

It tries to get on the horse itself. It is too short.

It can however braid the horse's tail while standing on the ground. The braid is asymmetrical.

She picks it up and moves it away. "She doesn't like that. She's too well-behaved to kick you but she would, otherwise. Would you like it if someone started rearranging your feathers?"

It goes for the tail again, quite ignoring Iris.

- Iris mounts her horse. "I'm going to leave now."

"Aaaaaah!"