Gamzee's world spins a moment, and his grip loosens significantly. Fuck horns and fuck all their sensitivity. He's got himself righted soon enough, though, and with a low growl of warning he slams Lelouch against the nearest wall, hopefully hard enough to knock his breath out for at least a moment. "Motherfucker. Seems you've still got fight in you, huh?" He gives a dry, forced laugh, before pulling Lelouch forwards and then slamming him back against the wall. If his head takes the brunt of the damage, Gamzee would be pleased.