[ Owen raises both eyebrows, pausing what he's doing so he can look up at her. ]

What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking it back to the wild where it belongs.

[ He brushes a finger across the rough skin, pulling back when the animal stirs and breathes. It's still unconscious, but just to be safe, he'll rush with getting it locked inside the cage. ]

That's what the cage is for. Can't really claw my eyes out while in there.