[ Dorian frowns, annoyed with himself. ]

I have a finite amount of energy upon which I draw to perform my spells -- at least without harming myself, that is. Our mutual and recently dispatched friend happened to find me after I had expended it all.

[ He flexes a hand. ] It returns by degrees, but until then-- well, it was rather like getting caught with one's pants down.

[ He casts Charlie a sidelong glance and adds wryly, ] You recall the feeling, I imagine.