He watched Riata's display of power with a surprised look on his face - astounded by what he'd seen. "Fascinating! You're a dermakine, a flesh shaper! I think I'll get along fine with you, Riata - I've never met another flesh sculptor let alone one who can put people back together. By chance are you responsible for the melody of screaming I heard earlier?"
Sebastian finished his cigarette and stubbed it between his fingers with a smile as he blew a puff of smoke in the shape of a skull - he was enjoying what his cybernetic enhancements could do but he was enjoying Riata's company a thousand times more.
"I can respect your preference not to go raise hell. More people for me to chop up, too." He cocked his head thinking for a moment before he perked an eyebrow. "Only fun for other people if they like pain, I take it? I happen to enjoy pain and it doesn't really bother me if it's mine or someone else's. But you? I like you so I make an exception for. I'd rather not lose a fellow artist." Dirge smiled as two guards walked by unsettled by the mass murderer's glee.
"King has the majority of my powers suppressed so I've had to invent new ways of amusing myself until he decides what he's going to do with me. This place sucks, it's too clean. If I didn't have my casket and a bunch of pirated music in my brain I'd have gone insane alre- um, oops I forgot. I'm already insane."