"Fuck fuck fuck!" James swore when the lights came back on and he saw the mess.  "Dammit, didn't think that one through quite as much as I should have," he murmured, and immediately flipped open his cell, glancing at it momentarily, before shaking his head and tucking it back away.  "Nope.  That would be a bad idea.  Prince might recognize that I'm not part of any regular clan," he hissed, and then simply backed into the wall, leaning against it with his arms crossed, waiting for some sign of what he should do.