"You'd better, because so far you're not showing any goddamn sign of deciding anything except that a playground is a safe shelter."

Okay, yeah, this is getting her nowhere. She stuffs the coins back into her wallet, keeping out a twenty dollar bill, then grabs a couple tens and shoves them all at... the familiars that aren't Bloom. Just, their general direction.

"Forty dollars. Get her some food and water, find a cheap blanket, it'll be better than nothing. Plan ahead before buying things. Got it?"

She can't convince them to trust her, but she can absolutely lecture them about fiscal responsibility.