Palpatine's rescuer sounds young, and his charge in speaks of youthful recklessness, but then Donnie demonstrates an intriguing level of skill. The staff smashes away the syringe, sparing Palpatine its contents. Then his wings unfurl, letting him alight stop the chair. Palpatine looks up.

"Well done, my boy!" He tugs at the restraints over his wrists, but they hold him tightly. "We should make a quick exit from here. Would you be so kind?"