At the shout, Connor does glance—or, perhaps, glower—over. He doesn't, however, start moving quickly enough to prevent the human reaching out and grabbing him. Connor stiffens immediately, jaw tightening as he stumbles after her.

"Let go."

On the bright side, he's now running to keep up—and to get enough leverage to yank his hand free of her grasp. On the other... if Connor wasn't glaring before, he definitely is now.