Seishu is quiet for several minutes, trying to assess his own injuries and aid in the healing process. His magic passes over the wounds, making him flinch occasionally. Eventually he feels the air around him become undoubtedly sweeter and his mouth pull into a grimace for a moment. [i]'I wonder if he realizes that in this state that kinda hurts'[/i] He shrugs mentally. [i]'He probably doesn’t even realize how much energy he's giving off ALL the time'[/i] He presses his lips together at the Dream Guardian's initial comment about treating his “saviors”. [i]'Yeah, doesn't work that way when they would as soon slit my throat if not under orders to help me Enasi'[/i] He hears the click of the lights being turned off and relaxes slightly. As he relaxes the bubble dissolves and Enasi's positive presence stings his wounds more, but he puts up with it not wanting to start a fight.

Gritting his teeth as the only source of energy to ease his pain leaves Seishu slowly uncovers his eyes, his arm drifting down to rest across his torso. Cracking his eyes open carefully he looks down at his wounds, rolling his eyes as he notices something. Glancing over at Enasi he tries to pull a smart alek smirk but ends up just wincing. “Your docs missed a couple spots. Then again I think the idea of taking my pants off never occurred to them. Prolly thought that the stuff on them isn't mine.” He eyes the gash across his leg and shrugs. It isn't bleeding any more, but still hurts like hell.

Biting his tongue he looks once again at his counterpart he lets out a long breath and hums. “I am here because one of my minions thinks it'll be fun to take over the Nightmare Realm and as such tried to kill me.” Seishu turns his head away as he speaks, his voice getting softer. “I'm here because after being gutted and impaled, by my own blade no less, I was in shock.” His voice drops even lower, barely audible even in the silence. “I'm here because my home is not safe and I must live if I'm to save the balance.” A single hot tear falls down his cheek at the last. As it crosses his cut he hisses as the tear makes it sting. Not bothering to wipe it away he glances in Enasi's direction, past him to where the little one from before stands looking almost sympathetic to the Nightmare Guardian's plight. Turning back away again Seishu murmurs, “I think one of your little joyballs wants some attention Enasi.”