Despite the situation -- or perhaps because of it -- Chris couldn't help but smile a bit at Tonks. "Deal." Magic was magic, even if they might have different means for achieving the same ends. He remembered her saying something about needing a wand for most of her magic. If it was anything like lore, he assumed it needed to be made out of some sort of wood. Well, there were plenty of trees around; perhaps between the two of them they could figure something out?
But that was a thought for a different day. Chris let the others talk as he moved to pace a little, examining the other sides of the cage. He didn't see any peculiar markings or runes, but that didn't mean the cage itself wasn't infused with some sort of magical force-field to keep them contained. If the people in charge were all-seeing, then surely they would prepare for that when containing magical entities. Only one way to find out.
He stared at a point outside the cage and tried to orb, only managing as far as dissolving his being into the trademark white-blue lights and then appearing whole again. "Damn it." But it didn't quite feel like he was hitting a wall, like when he tried to leave on the first day. It felt more like... like he didn't have the power to break past the cage. His brow furrowed and he raised a hand near the cage as he focused his gaze on a decent sized rock a few yards away. Fingers curling as he focused his energy, after a few moments he succeeded in only rolling the rock a few inches, his hand shaking and temples pounding with the effort it took to do just that. "Son of a..." They stripped his powers. It was the only possibility. Left him just enough to make him think he could do something. "I am really starting to hate the bastards in charge of this place."