He might have cried out where he able-- by having the ability and by being pulled into a chokehold as he is. His tongueless maw works like such a thing could be done anyway. He's tall, so whoever's got him has pulled him into bending backwards, all awkward. Instinct brings his hands up to grip the arm what's got him, trying to keep himself from being brought down or losing balance.

But only to have his conditioning come in to firmly put a stop to this action. His hands fall down and loose, though they shake with the effort. He's all just being held up by his neck which is a goddamn way to die but-- well, it's probably the Capitol. His avoxing team has found him, grabbed him here, and are going to punish him for what he's done.

With the last of what he's got, he shakes his head as much he can, that gruff voice in his damaged ears. No, no, he didn't think it to be a joke he just wanted to try it, he just wanted to give something more than silence, he didn't think no one would hear, he fucked up, he knows...