(based off a conversation a friend and I had..) (short because this is more just silly if anything)

You and Sebastian are coworkers in a sense; a symbiotic relationship where you, well, don’t die, and he gets wares and data without having to scavenge much himself. On one particularly slow day, you’re resting in his shop, fiddling with data you’d collected yourself. You get a little too curious, slightly more comfortable with him— seeing as most of your time is spend with Sebastian after he liberated you of your PDG— you ask him something.

“What?” The question catches him fully off guard. You ask again.

“What do I taste like? What is wrong with you? that’s not something you just ask someo-“ He cuts himself off, expression of disgust quickly shifting to a thoughtful one. He raises a claw, mouth opening and brow furrowing briefly as if to protest, before his jaw closes, his finger moving to his chin. “Actually… I never thought about that. You’d think it’d be really weird, right? Fish and person, and all of that.” He tilts his head as he thinks, head fin flicking, “Would I even be edible at all…?”