[Come this point Sebastian is, for once in his life, feeling a little worn out, which is a) nonsense because demons don't get worn out, and b) will be ignored due to a). But with that said... he is maybe a little glad that these spirits look so harmless. Harmless enough that, instead of using magic, he just reaches for one of them, intending to wring its neck-- fortunately, the dogs scatter before he can get a hold of any of them. Okay, so then he can focus on the half-dead person.]
Good grief, such timing... [Sorry Syaoran, he'll go ahead and ruin your new outfit even more by tearing off strips from it for bandages. He's not sacrificing his tailcoat for this.]