Perhaps most people might be queasy, but Ryan is absolutely enthralled. Up until this moment, his experience here has been wretched. For someone as sexually repressed as Ryan, a place that practically requires sex is not at all suited to him. He's rendered almost entirely helpless against the Gloom as a result, which has lead to him taking a nasty slash across his abdomen while trying to get out of the way of the battle.

The battle he basically forgets about the second Irisviel starts to work her magic. He'd been almost certain he was done for as soon as he saw the injury went deep enough to expose his intestines, but they're moving back into place, the muscle that goes over them is knitting itself back together, the edges of his skin are pulling closed...

"Beautiful," he breathes, reaching out with one hand to feel the healing as it happens. The gore doesn't seem to bother him one bit.