Disgusted at his lack of finding anything, the mad scientist became less "mad" and more reasonable. How would removing brains help to improve his work anyway? While scientifically fascinating, did this world really need more people with faulty memories? There were other, easier ways to obtain information and other ways to improve the stitchlings.
The ones who had tried to grab Glitch went back into hiding, keeping out of sight. With a last snap of Carrion's fingers, the restraints were loosened and the Asgardian was free.
"I'm only looking for some company, really." With a great sigh, he added, "You're quite welcome. I so live to serve."
It was probably time to let his little forgetful friend go before the Asgardians started poking around.