"Wrong is a very... very strong word, I would say. I mean, right as rain, that's me, just right as rain... down here, where I'm not very much use, yeah? Unfortunate turn of events, that." He nods, sort of, at the railing again, sounding a bit (unsure) about the idea. "Lucky for me that I'm still hooked into the main surveillance grid, because I just happen to know that you - yes, you - are a maaaaaagic. User." It sounds a great deal as if he's wiggling his fingers, even though he doesn't have any. "And given that this chamber does employ a bit of thing called gravity, I would really rather we didn't just go tossing me about like a discus, or... cannonball. Which takes tossing a lot ... less well, really, which is probably a better illustration of the ensuing situation. You can do magic, yeah?"