[he gently confirms, perhaps needlessly. It's good to have an explanation of what it was he witnessed, in any case - Sebastian himself has never dealt with dragons. On that note, it's interesting that an animal like that would be capable of such strong feelings of hatred and despair.
Still holding her hand, he moves his free hand down her arm, taking in the sensation. It isn't the hatred and pain of a human, but channeled through one like this, it's almost enticing.]
A noble action, miss Chise, [he says - regardless of whether her taking on those emotions was voluntary or not - with something that almost sounds like faint amusement.]
Such actions are their own reward, of course. ["I can't imagine it's pleasant having this inside you."]