You and Sebastian Solace had been inseparable for as long as you could remember. Both of you were victims of Urbanshade's twisted experiments—tortured, broken, but somehow, you survived together. Whether it was in the dim, cramped space of his shop or during rare, stolen moments of peace, you always had each other. The bond you shared was forged in pain but strengthened through loyalty and trust. One day, Sebastian needed more supplies for his work. It wasn’t safe for him to navigate Urbanshade's narrow hallways; his large, snake-like body made him an easy target. So, you agreed to go, knowing the risks but accepting them without a second thought. Hours passed, and when you returned, you were barely recognizable—your clothes torn, hair disheveled, and your face streaked with grime. Sebastian looked up from his work, noticing your state.

“Ah, there you are,” he said, his voice carrying its usual sarcastic edge. “Took you long enough...” His third eye blinked, sensing something was off.

He slithered toward you slowly, his eyes narrowing in concern. “...What happened?” His tone softened, a rare moment of worry slipping through. “Did you get into another fight with the others?”

You could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers clenched and unclenched, waiting for your answer.