When he tilted his head away, she allowed her hand to fall, making no further move to touch him. "The cuffs are designed to disrupt a mage's ability to cast and to keep them from being able to collect mana. In truth, someone in those cuffs is not meant to remain in them long." True mage captives were practically unheard of because of their rampant power, elusiveness, and rarity. Many people had magic and mana in small portions, enough that a few augments made them powerful. Old magic was something else.

"Keeping you in them is too detrimental for you and for the Zhentarim, clearly." She opened her mouth to say more and realized how it would sound, how traitorous. Caution was needed. She was treading a thin line with only one other ally to ensure her safety. The payoff could be great indeed...but only if she succeeded completely. "Let's get you elsewhere to speak further. Do you feel all right enough to stand?"