[Between the shock of being pounced on and bound, and then the ride here, Connor is disorientated by the time Niles pulls the sack off his head. He doesn't know where he is- he tried to map where he was being taken, but he couldn't see and between all of the climbing and leaping he thinks he's well and truly lost.

He scowls as Niles breaks the gag, and starts trying to tug his hands free.]

What are you doing?

[Whatever is tying his hands together is tight, and the more he pulls the more his "skin" deactivates around his wrists, revealing more plastic.]