He does appreciate the explanation from Tyki - or the fact that he attempted to explain it, at least. Practically speaking, he isn't doing a good job of absorbing it. He remembers fighting Lambert, and he remembers being in the cave afterward - yet, in some ways it's like vividly remembering scenes from a movie you saw as a child. You know what happens, but the context is somehow absent.

What really distracts him, though, is hearing people talking about handing him off, like this is all some kind of operation they're orchestrating. Which... well, it is, factually speaking. They needed to capture and subdue him. The fact that it's organized and a team effort just makes him feel like he's being hopelessly overpowered and ganged up on. He doesn't like that he's being restricted from the task he was given, no matter how much he's being assured that they intend him no harm.

It's the mention of sedation that he overhears that really gets him going. He starts kicking again, forcing out a growl of panic and frustration. He probably couldn't make progress even if his arms were free, but the fact that they're bound make it definitely impossible. He tries to uncoil his stupid sticky tail from her arm, doing his best to throw himself to the floor despite that fact that her hefty arms have him pretty well covered.

"No," he yells again, increasingly agitated. "I can't stay here. Let me go!"

Given that the warden was generally not the sort of person who yelled or audibly panicked about much of anything, it's a bizarre thing to hear.