After a long, long stay in the abandoned Hadal Blacksite facility, no "monsters" with actual brain power really had much interest in the expendables that went in and out, they'll due sooner or later, by their hands or another monsters.

Sebastian sat in his shop as per usual, listening to the static from his radio as he restocked on his items before any more expendables came through. Only so much longer before he could figure out how to leave this wretched place.

Thats what he told himself.

A shuffling in the room outside caught his attention, which prompted the shopkeeper to slam his tail into the vent with enough pressure to knock the other end out.

"Hey, need a restock?"