Emizel probably could have said a few more things himself, although it would have done nothing but potentially irate or guilt trip some people even more. Not exactly something he'd mean to do on purpose; despite being used to the whole camaraderie scene before, demons are never exactly good with the sympathizing and 'being considerate of others' types of things. At least, not on the frontal level. Certainly not with people he barely knew.

But it did seem like if any of them were going to survive this strange world of dreams some collaborations was going to have to be done. Because if the Nightmares don't do it, if they continue to get even bigger, they might just end up taking out themselves.

"I-I'm... fine... alright," Moxie was still persistent to give Emizel all the attention (and affection) he possibly could. The demon tried patting back just to see if it might calm him down. Once that wasn't quite enough he had to give him a light shove before the Meow Wow was practically on top of him. Successfully that got Moxie to stop, but not without a bit of a limp.

Emizel sighed and watched his Spirit try to move around, even though it was obvious it was hurting a bit. "It'd be an embarrassment if that blast was all it took..." He merely put a hand over his other shoulder.