Disgusting? This fool hadn't even seen how repulsive he could be, knew nothing of what the shapeshifter was capable of. Knew nothing of what he had done. Heinous actions are far more disgusting than any physical attribute, If this reptile knew what atrocities I have committed then he would have a decent reason to hate me. The screeching insults directed towards Uboa struck a nerve, and not before long the disguised ditto felt bitter resentment bubbling in his chest. The dark Scrafty did not let his body tremble with anger, and kept himself steady as he descended to the floor slowly, then rose up to his hind legs. However, he did have the thought to control his facial muscles, being unused to having to restrict his facial expressions. What usually would have been obscured by his white mask, was openly portrayed for all to see. On his obsidian features was a feral snarl, white teeth gritted together and photonegative eyes burning with fathomless rage. Opening his maw so he could release his mask, Uboa noticed that he had left teeth marks on his own preferred face. With this expression of bestial aggravation The fake Scrafty spoke in a flat and even tone. "This is no trickery. This, is a part of what I am. I am sorry that I repulse you, but if I had any control over how disgusting I am, I would have learned how to do so a long time ago. I suggest that you do learn how to assess others based on actions instead of judgmental observations on physical attributes." By the end of his explanation the black reptile's expression had relaxed to that of mild irritation, and turned briskly away from Varanus and Kheru to address and assess Hikiro.
Smiling slightly when Uboa saw the fox approach unharmed, when he heard The Ninetails' unhappy complaint this smile flat lined into something more shocked. It was a mix of abstract horror, shock, shame, and apology all blended together into one unhappy ditto. Immediately the ditto spouted a mildly frantic apology "Ah! I'm terribly sorry Hikiro, I...Got swept up in the moment and forgot to think. I'll try my best not to let it happen again." With his free hand Uboa rubbed his snout sheepishly. With shoulders now hunched and tail hanging low, it seemed like the abominable rage that was there previously was simply a whisp of a memory. Idly scratching behind his own head crest, The black Reptile turned back around to Varanus and Kheru now with a look of concern. "Hostilities aside, we really should be making some ideas of what to do next. Myself excluded, no one has an immediate way to escape the tower. Its a matter of time before we run into opponents, so let us deliberate swiftly. I suggest sweeping the walls methodically in search of an opening while someone keeps watch."