[Though his back is arched from the bondage, Ianchus' knees are free to spread, which is how he's managed to do it that second time. Widening his base gives him a better balance, and allows him some leeway once his muscles are released from the thrall of the electricity.]

I don't think I will be for much longer.

[His voice is soft, and he confirms his suspicions for himself when he manages to look at the prod in Jezebel's hands. There's no excitement in that black casing and metal prongs--he just feels a runner of fear.]

I...I can't do this with the ropes. Can you untie me?