The threat of mutilation in a place filled with magic and questionable science isn't so much the threat of permanent injury as it is the threat of immediate pain and horror. Jennings knows this no doubt, but it's interesting how quick base animal instinct will override intellect. His jaw works and he makes a dry noise, processing. Current predicament doesn't allow for dramatic changes of expression, but there is definitely a passing glimmer of surprise. A twitch of the mouth. The implication is that this could be kind of funny if it wasn't all so terrible.

"Really," he's still pretty quiet, raspier than a moment ago. "That all."