“Welcome, welcome!” Sebastion began to speak, already fighting to avoid letting the bitterness and sarcasm flood his voice and scare off this fresh prize of a customer. “I will keep this relatively short. Name's Sebastian, you give me data, and I give you supplies. A sort of… ‘you get yours, I get mine’ sort of deal, yes?” He chuckled, watching them closely.

Soon enough, that poor soul leaves, and Sebastian rolls his eyes after they had left—having purchased a small portion of his stock—and hearing the newbie soon perish a few doors down through the vents, caught by the warring creature of Pandemonium.

Humming, he went to the source of the death, waiting to see if the newbie would somehow spring to life like some of the other expendables somehow would, but soon simply collected his merchandise back from the inanimate corpse. Shoving himself back through the vent that he probably shouldn't fit inside, he took some time to adjust the stock in his shop, humming to himself idly all the while.