His rude entrance in to the world had tuckered him out completely. While the fear of this encounter had waned along with his energy, Hyndmark would forever fear the strangeness of his birthplace; he would be wary of bigger things, suspicious of magicka, and distrustful. Perhaps Makyna would work these things out of him in time - but for now, the pup was calm, and unaware of such psychological things. As he was scooped up, he remained undisturbed. The lioness would be able to carry him wherever she wished, and his slumber would be unaffected.