Of course he didn't attempt to explain. She didn't believe him, she wouldn't believe him if he explained more. He didn't want to believe him and he'd just lived through it.
Yeah, he was lucky he'd almost gotten eaten alive and pissed his pants in fear. Right. Why wouldn't this bitch leave him alone.
"I am going back to my cabin," he told her. "I'm gonna take a shower, put on clean clothes and I don't know... Get fucking drunk until this place makes sense. I don't need somebody holding my hand for this. Leave me the fuck alone. Please."