Silence can mean a lot of things but he doesn't have to wait for long. The pain drops him to his knees, enough to make his spine arch. Oh, he was to retaliate but instead of he grins through the pain with a grit of teeth. It's only when his ass drops to his heels and he raises his head with a huff of air does he speak again.

"Ah, haven't I been good? You could've just asked me, Sir," his voice laced with compliance and yet every bit of vile intention as if the other was going to regret it if he's able to get to his feet, which he doesn't try just yet, "The carnival I came from has always been quite rebellious. They strive to do what they must in order to escape by any means possible. It's why they are likely trying to escape now..." He talks because people listen and he really wants to beat the shit out of the one who zapped him.