[ Sebastian growled in irritation. He wasn't accustomed to being so weak. He couldn't stand it, he hated it, ...and rightfully so. He was a demon, after all, a powerful supernatural being capable of almost anything--! But to deteriorate to this point was not only embarrassing, but pathetic. ]
[ He tried to compose himself; even his breathing and stifle the bleeding. He grew still, however, as he felt a pair of eyes on him. ] Excuse me, [ Sebastian found the strength to stand and he turned toward the man. ] But can I help you?