The problem with trying to walk off while holding a troll's hand is, if the troll doesn't particularly feel like following and the one pulling isn't particularly strong, well, this is what you get. Colin tugging on Toska's hand and Toska still crouched in the snow, barely swayed by the aforementioned tugs.

"I haven't eaten anyone here yet," Toska says with a little huff of his own. He hasn't! He's thought about it, but he hasn't! He's been good! That should count for something with these people! Oh, but what else did Colin say? He's still not moving, despite Colin obviously wanting him to, instead opting to tilt his head to one side and idly twitch his tail, looking thoughtful all of the sudden over grinning like a big idiot.

"You don't? After all of that? Even the tying you up part? And the Fishsticks eating you part? And the kidnapping?"

Okay, most of that was on Sela, but he was there. He didn't stop it.