He does feel a pang of anxiety at being put down, but he figures out what's going on enough to keep himself from reacting. It's a car. Right. That's a thing. He can... he can go back home that way. That is, if this strange man is telling the truth.

His thoughts are spotty, and he's only really just started to consider where his home actually is when Ginko asks about animals. That's a much easier to answer question, he thinks, and he stares up at him like a deer in headlights.

"Um," he manages, voice low like he's apprehensive about speaking. "Yeah..."

After years of seclusion, this is all so much to take in.