Well.

[ with all her strength, mina tore at the webbing tying her foot to the tree, her ankles to each other. it's an offhand behavior. like she's putting dishes away while having this conversation with a creature that can't talk back. ]

This puts us in a weird position, doesn't it? You want to eat me. I really don't want to be eaten. There are at least a thousand better ways to die, and I'm holding out for a really cool one.