It's nothing so personal as it is for Silco, but as Sebastian takes a moment to catch his (proverbial) breath, he's feeling furious as well. At the dragon, of course, since there's nothing that he hates as much as being bested, but there's a not insignificant amount of it reserved for the circumstances of Horos itself. He had been brought here to fight, and for what? To have his own being taken from him in some sense of being fair? Nonsense. If he were even half of what he had been, he would jump down the Santicifer's gullet himself to rip a hole into its guts with its own teeth.
Other than the blood, this appearance wouldn't be one that either of them is unfamiliar with, since they had seen it before taking the Kenoma had allowed him to regain proper control of his shapeshifting. His eyes are backlit with a curious light, and his mouth is full of teeth too sharp to be human, but there's an additional oddity now. One of his hands has remained the odd, carapaced claw that reached up to grab the tail. It had taken more of the brunt of the force than the other, so the harder surface of it is essentially helping keep his hand in one piece better than human flesh would. There are similar things being done to hold ribs and bones more securely in place, though those efforts go more unseen.
"Just—" he starts, and Sebastian's voice comes out hoarse, though with a noise of frustration, it smooths out as he continues, "Just a moment."
He sits up slowly, wincing as he has to balance between keeping a more fragile human form and the desire to shed it completely, but he's not inclined to show his real face so soon. Sebastian spits out a splat of blood to the side that Kaeya isn't standing on, and it comes out a much darker red than the rest, curiously.
It's only then that he looks up towards Kaeya, and then past to Silco, which gets him to shrug slightly. Well, it wasn't elegant, but he had lived, so it worked. That's enough for Sebastian to reground himself and control his temper, so he reaches out to take Kaeya's hand and pull himself up. He truly does pull, which shows that he's definitely struggling, but still not perhaps as much as would be expected from taking such a direct hit at all.
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Other than the blood, this appearance wouldn't be one that either of them is unfamiliar with, since they had seen it before taking the Kenoma had allowed him to regain proper control of his shapeshifting. His eyes are backlit with a curious light, and his mouth is full of teeth too sharp to be human, but there's an additional oddity now. One of his hands has remained the odd, carapaced claw that reached up to grab the tail. It had taken more of the brunt of the force than the other, so the harder surface of it is essentially helping keep his hand in one piece better than human flesh would. There are similar things being done to hold ribs and bones more securely in place, though those efforts go more unseen.
"Just—" he starts, and Sebastian's voice comes out hoarse, though with a noise of frustration, it smooths out as he continues, "Just a moment."
He sits up slowly, wincing as he has to balance between keeping a more fragile human form and the desire to shed it completely, but he's not inclined to show his real face so soon. Sebastian spits out a splat of blood to the side that Kaeya isn't standing on, and it comes out a much darker red than the rest, curiously.
It's only then that he looks up towards Kaeya, and then past to Silco, which gets him to shrug slightly. Well, it wasn't elegant, but he had lived, so it worked. That's enough for Sebastian to reground himself and control his temper, so he reaches out to take Kaeya's hand and pull himself up. He truly does pull, which shows that he's definitely struggling, but still not perhaps as much as would be expected from taking such a direct hit at all.