Iris knows about the world. It's two-thousand steps wide and five thousand steps long, and it has a lot of food. She just came out of a nap, and there's screaming outside. It's really annoying, but she does what she's told by the angry pony, because she does not want to die or, even worse, get more medications than usual.

She also knows the world is a lot bigger beyond the walls, but her wings are too small to fly and it's really cold outside anyway. She could really use another nap, anyway, if only the stupid pony could shut up.

And then everything goes to hell, and Garble is trying his damnedest to hump her.