[He holds up a hand as he takes the final breaths his lungs are crying for, wiping a hand over his face. He doesn't move for a second, until he stops shaking enough to push his hands into the sand and get to his feet.

At least he manages to look up and see Alucard is not superbly pleased with the whole reaction. It's the only thing that helps to settle the anger that threatens to boil up.]

Yes, well, I'm not a vampire expert, thank you. I didn't -- I was not aware you could fucking do that. [He leans over to brush sand from his knees, though his hands are still shaking.] And perhaps I'm a little more afraid of bats than I recalled.

[He is so lucky he pissed at the beginning of this meeting. These trousers were not cheap.]