[he picks himself up from the ground, sore and streaked with snow and mud but unhurt, and glares at them]
Gladly. But I can't leave if you're just going to keep tearing apart the vegetation and terrorizing passerby. You've got to be stopped.
And who would miss me? Who, indeed! I happen to have a very good friend trapped here as well, if-you-please, a very good friend who provides an essential service to the more civilized inhabitants of this prison! You could not possibly appreciate her work, and so I shall not tell you about it.