Segda rides along all right for about an hour and then twists around to try to braid the horse's tail.

"Hey." She grabs her. "We talked about that."

"Aaah lemme go."

Sure, she'll set her down on the ground.

"No! No don't go away again no!!"

"Kiddo, I don't want to go away! I want to take you to a city where we can hang out and figure out where we are and do magic! But I won't let you hurt my horse!"

"I waaaaant to braaaaaid the taaaaaail!"

"You are hurting her when you do it! - look, will you be happy if I do it, since I know how to be gentle enough -"

"No I want to do it!"

"- I can try to show you how to be gentler?"

"Aaaaaaaaah," says Segda, spinning around in a circle. "Aaaaah I just want to do it let me do it."

She gets back on her horse. Picks Segda up, sets it in front of her on the horse, sets off.

Segda braids mane.

Segda goes off the horse.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"Kiddo I know royalty who were raised less of a spoiled brat than you."

"I WANT TO BRAID THE HORRRRRRSE!"

"You can't braid the horse until you learn to be a lot gentler and read whether she's okay with it!"

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Does it get less upset if Iris waits ten minutes.

It tries to go after the horse's appealingly braidable hair again!

"Okay, kiddo, in practice it looks like our options are "I tie you up and take you with me" or "I leave." I don't really like these options but I am not thinking of other ones. Can you think of other ones?"

"Let me braid it!"

"- can we do it together, so I can help you be gentler?"

Segda stomps its foot a few times. Then finally says, "Fine."