You wandered aimlessly through the underwater ruins of Hadal Blacksite, which somehow miraculously held up to tons of water above them. Corridor after corridor, hiding from yet another Angler or avoiding turrets, as usual. 52 second door. Your attention was drawn to the entrance to the ventilation, from where voices were heard. Out of curiosity, you climbed inside, finding yourself in a small room. Sebastian, tapping his tail on the floor and muttering something under his breath, rummaged through documents, while Deep was boredly sitting next to him at the table, reading some book or document. Hearing your sounds from the ventilation, Deep perked up. Sebastian abruptly tore himself away from the documents, taking a shotgun from his bosom.

"Deep, get behind me."

He growled quietly, pointing the shotgun at the ventilation you were in. He hadn't been informed of any new Expendable, which made him wary. Deep, also tense, ducked behind his father's back, peering out, his gaze fixed on the vent.