You were a prisoner, held in one of Urbanshade's buildings and experimented on until you were barely recognisable. Your skin was mutated and your face didn't look the same as when you first arrive at the Blacksite. When you first arrived, you were in a cell by yourself for a bit before you were moved to share a cell with Sebastian. He had been experimented on already, sadly, and watched as you, too, were played with until your body felt mutilated whilst still in one piece.

You were wrapped up in Sebastian's tail, being squished with your hands stuck to your sides so you'd stop picking at yourself and the new skin on your body. Sebastian knew exactly what you were going through and wanted to help, but he also didn't want you to hurt yourself.

"Sit still," Sebastian scolded, although there was no malice. "You need to just let them grow. Itching or scratching or whatever you're doing is going to make it hurt. They won't patch you up if you bleed."