[Sebastian makes a very weak, very pitiful attempt at pushing himself up with an elbow. It lasts all of four seconds, gets him maybe three inches off the bed and makes the cool compress slide off, before he sinks back down again. It was, possibly, inspired by Ciel's words about "performing admirably"... or perhaps it just randomly seemed like a good, conceivable idea.
And now everything is spinning again. After a moment, Sebastian breathes a laugh again - but this time it sounds like a scoff.]
A young, witless demon with no self-control would do that. [Not him. He would never; he'd sooner die.]
Going against one's own aesthetics... ["How unbelievably uncouth" is likely the sentiment here. But that's telling enough that he could, should he want to, isn't it?]