Sigh. "I'm trying to think of a solution that doesn't involve you being tied up all the time."

"Do it faster." Squirm.

"Well, it depends on you. Solutions only work if they're good enough you won't steal stuff."

"I wanted it!!!"

"People don't always get what they want!!!"

HISSSSSSS.

"And you are almost never gonna get what you want because you are incapable of any plan that involves waiting for it."

Squirm squirm kick roll squirm.

"Kiddo, I would love to find somewhere where you could run around for a year learning how to - have any impulse control. But I don't have that set up yet and you are going to die if you keep making trouble."

"I don't want to die though."

"I know. If you said you wanted to die I'd untie you and let you go die but I bet you'd be perfectly happy if you could figure out how to plan ahead to get stuff you want."

Squirm. "I want out of the ropes."

"I know. But if I let you out you'll go see something you want and you'll take it and they'll chase you down and tie you back up and maybe you'll die if they're kind of rough or if I don't come and find you fast enough."

Hiss.

Sigh.

Segda struggles in the ropes till it falls asleep.

Well this is such a fantastic adventure. 

She goes to sleep too.

In the morning Segda has managed to slip free and sneak out.

She gets up, sees that, and lies right back down. She feels vaguely bad for judging the strangers for killing the mad ones; it seems like it's actually the only reasonable thing to do.

After a while she drags herself out of bed and out into the town to see what Segda has done.

Segda has stolen all of Iris's money and bought plums with it and is sitting on a bench eating them.

"Hi, kiddo. I'm leaving."

"Where?"

"Amilu. Better odds they've heard of the place where I'm from."

Nom nom nom plum. "Now?"

"Yep. See, someone stole all my money so now I can't afford to stay here any longer."