I had need of my magic. [He bring a hand towards his right eye, which gives off a glimmer of blue.] But it will be useless until I get my sword back.

Still, desperate times call for desperate measures as they say.

[He'll nod to her as she says the next bit though.]

I should be able to. [And he'll reach for the table nearby and grab the edge of it trying to pull himself up. Sorry Ilsa, he's not a very good patient.]