[He can understand her just fine. That's not the problem. The problem is he isn't really in a mood to listen. He hisses at her and rattles his teeth against the bars before he realizes who she is.

Once he does recognize her, he hisses more petulantly and folds his long spindly black arms over his chest. It's not natural Saturnynian body language, so it looks very weird. Like tangled licorice. Licorice with elbows.]