(SOMEBODY REMIND ME TO PROOFREAD TEN TIMES BEFORE I PUBLISH OKAY…) (i told myself i would never make a dad seb but then i did it. i have no self restraint, but i’m glad this can be a placeholder for your father ♡)

You were a small thing compared to most other entities in containment; you would be very prone to being mauled, especially post-breach. Because of this, upon being released, you followed the one who’d freed you like a lost puppy. He’d tried to shoo you away for the first hour or two; you were a liability more than anything to him, something he most definitely didn’t need at the moment. Despite that, you were persistent, and that persistance eventually got you somewhere.

“Oh! There you are, god, you had me worried sick.” Sebastian sighs, his tail fin flicking in paternal disappointment as he slithers over to you, “You can’t just run off like that! I told you, if you’re going to go out on expeditions with me you need to stay close.” He scolds you lightly, lifting you up onto his shoulders as he does most times you run off. This was the first time he was letting you come along on his scavenging trips! Typically you stayed in shop, ‘keeping watch’ while he was gone, nowhere in the trajectory of danger. Of course, now that you could explore the facility (majority under his supervision), just about everything was interesting to you, and as soon as you were set on the ground you were off. He had to find you every time; no matter how many times he told you to tell him if you saw something of interest, you just ran right where he couldn’t see you... “I can’t have you getting into trouble, you know that.”