After turning back from watching the thugs depart, Siobhann noticed that the thief had cut his bonds, and was hiding a dagger. "What else could I do? I could kill you, find you friends, and extricate the gold's worth of pain out of them." She paused. "SOme things in life are worth more than gold. I find toying with humans one of them, in some cases. Some can take pain, some cannot. I hope you can - I don't want my fun cut short." The thief frowned, shifting the dagger in his grasp. Siobhann continued while circling her captive, for he would be her captive until she deemed otherwise. "Oh, and if you kill me, my roc will finish you off. Hypothetically speaking, that is." Noticing a horse standing nearby, Siobhann walked over to inspect, keeping a watchful eye on the thief. After digging through the saddlebags, she grinned. She undid the straps and went to Krian, attatching them to the roc. She walked back to the horse, and slapped it on the rump, sending it trotting off. Turning her full attention back to the thief, she said, "Have any other ideas?"