[Ah. There it is.] Because I have enough sense to be a little worried about a man who is locked in a cell, regardless of how weak he looks. [She places a hand on her hip, turning to glance back at him.] You're not a very good smuggler if you got caught, by the way.

[Her hand maybe accidentally slips a bit, sending a small shock throughout the cell before turns the electrified bars off, freeing him. She knows what he is, but she's not cruel either.

Besides, she could use his help.]