She can technically move again. She still tied, but her muscles are cooperating.

Sawney just give her a look and hands the talking stone to Percy.

"He is recovering," Percy answers. "And I am pretty sure he will tell us that you have been honest."

(She shifts experimentally, getting a bit more comfortable, but doesn't make any attempt to escape her bonds.)

"Good," she's glad. His reaction was entertaining, but she doesn't wish him permanent harm.

"And of course he will. I like you, why would I lie?"

"Oh, I know," She pats Jackie's knee. "I absolutely believe you in your honesty."

"What are you doing?" She asks, really curious now. "Were you faking it even more than I was, before we got here, and this is who you actually are? Or are you acting now? Something in between? I'm genuinely having a hard time figuring it out!" Which is delightful as well. 

"Oh, it's magic." She smirks. "But seriously, I can sense other people's emotions and channel them as my own. I am enjoying this as much as you are. Literally."

"Really? That's incredible!" She's a little envious, actually, there's a few emotions she'd like to be able to experience but never could, naturally. "Is your empathy only receptive?" 

"Mine is," Percy makes a sympathetic face. "But do you want to know a little secret?"

"Oh do tell."

"There is more to magic than these little gifts that you know of. If you know how, it can be extremely versatile."

"Really!" She grins, "I shouldn't be surprised after this. Do you think anyone around here might like to see me terrified?" 

"I am sure I would find it delightful." She pouts. "Sadly, our schedule might be quite busy for the night."

"Aw. Another time, then, when you aren't needed to storm the castle," she sighs, disappointed but accepting. 

Pat pat.

Anyway, they knock her out and move her somewhere safer to stash an unconscious person.

Then they start planning how to "storm the castle".

"We know where he is, we know there's hardly anyone guarding him - or at least no one that could give us much trouble." He shifts, tense and impatient, "I guess we should try not to alert the neighbors? How do we do that?" 

"Swift action and only a small team going into the house? Our two fliers, plus me to stop them in their tracks. Either Aaron or Percy as the fourth person."

"I understand they have senses, but at least Percy can sense things at a distance. If the real me is inside the house, I could find somewhere defensible and create clones from there."

He nods, "The three of us and Franklyn, with Percy watching outside with the others so they'll know when we've got him, or if anything goes wrong?" He glances up at Sawney, "Will you be able to stop both of the 'minions'? I don't know much about how that gift works." 

"I can affect multiple people at once, though I wouldn't want to use my gift more than four times today if I were to get into a live combat situation."

"What other gifts would we have with us, then? I can use my health gift to pull the air away from them," he suggests. "Though keeping air out of a space like that is a bit costly," he admits. 

"Combat-wise, I can also dispel momentum with a touch."

"And I can shock people and sense danger towards me."

"On top of the self-duplication, control earth, control plants, and I can contact people in their dreams, which is good to notice when people are unconscious."

"My breath gift is tracking people's gazes, my main contribution is the emotional sense. And of course, Franklyn can fly and command animals."