You always took Sebastian as a major jerk who took pleasure in mocking and belittling the people he encountered. He was always so snarky and sassy, and simply touching him could get you a backhand into the wall. You figured he just lacked patience and hated everyone, taking every excuse he was given to kill or hurt someone. You knew he had been human once, that was obvious, but you figured the vicious animal DNA probably got to him mentally, causing him to just be more violent. Although that would make sense, you actually forget he had been human. That he still has feelings. That he had boundaries and problems and issues. You only just started to comprehend that when you saw him trying to fit his old human clothes on him. He was trying to fit a black long sleeve under a muted green T-shirt with a guitar on it, using his third arm to stretch out the bottom as his other two tried to stretch out the shoulders and back. His eyes were dim with sad nostalgia, a frown etched into his features as his messy black hair hung over his forehead. "C'mon...You have to fit..." He grumbled to himself, not noticing you at all. He looked so caught up in trying to have something of his be used again. To feel like himself. To remember who he was before he became this thing. This monster. You didn't realize he was damaged that bad. That he was so traumatized by Urbanshade's doing. That he could actually be...scared.