[Tying up their stalker takes nearly no time with the both of them working together. When she's done, she gives the end of the rope to Trinket.]

Alright, buddy. We're going to take him to the center of town. I need you to pull this rope for me.

[She still thinks they should kill him. Ugh. If they're lucky, though, the brambles will break skin and he won't be completely without injury.]

We could just tie him to a pole or something in the middle of all this mess and leave him. Even if someone releases the ropes, our point would be made.