“Who’s Laurel? Is she with a different herd? We don’t have anyone here by that name, but if you tell me where she is, we can take you to her.” It would be sad to lose the human so quickly. It would be even sadder to keep the human against her will. Humans were people too, at least according to the stories Rose and Peony told, and she didn’t want to be cruel to someone who was a person. It wouldn’t be like keeping a unicorn penned for its own safety. It would be like someone putting a rope around her neck, and that thought was enough to make the flesh on her withers crawl.
