Springlatch would be laying on his back, legs in the air would probably be the first sight Pepper got of him as he gasped and panted before slowly pulling himself to his feet. "Me too..." he would say with a pant, shaking himself some. The birdwyvern himself didn't sweat, but that didn't prevent a wet spot about his spot on the bed from a rather potent fear response. He'd look over to Pepper, and more accurately that sword tail of her's and flinch lightly at its sight as he turned towards the door.