And now we bind them together so they won't roll apart again.

[She's still on edge, since the skeleton is staring at her as if it has eyes, but she's become more convinced that if she keeps him in a good mood he won't bite her with those teeth of his. She starts weaving her rope around the bones, pulling tight often]

Do you see? I secure each parallel to the crossbar as tight as I can so they won't drift apart.