Indin had things to say on that topic. What if she decided she would rather die than come with him? Granted, she didn't want to -- as long as she was alive, she could find a way to slip free, maybe -- but she wanted to know what he would do. Maybe figure out what kind of person she was dealing with.

"Mmfph," she said into his hand, resentful but more or less still. He'd relax after a little while.

Probably. If she was lucky.

She wasn't carrying much; some juulan, but she was coming back from making a drop, not dropping something off, and the state of her pockets reflected that. She did have a knife, but it was a small one, and not immediately in her reach.