May rolls her eyes. "I slowly tried to remove a needle from your paw, afraid of what you might do with it, and then you tried to stab me. That calls for being detained, in my eyes. You're not doing a great job of convincing me to let you go..." she tells him. Her stomach convulses tightly around his body, cutting off the struggles and forcing him into a tight ball. The walls gurgle and groan ominously around him.