[Trying to make sure he's comfortable is far nicer treatment than Sebastian usually gets in these situations (no, this isn't the first time something like this happens), so thanks Porthos, you're more of a bro than he deserves. But oh, when it's Porthos taking people's memories without their consent it's not 100% deplorable? He sees how it is. Except he clearly doesn't, being unconscious and all, so there's no silent judgement radiating from Sebastian's limp self.
Just... if Porthos does end up taking the feathers, kindly leave the various nicknacks Sebastian keeps in his inner pockets alone. The hand-drawn little maps of Kiseki. The fountain pen and small notepad. The sewing needle and spool of thread. The collection of eating utensils (what).
...These are long, aggravating minutes. Go away already.]