You walk through endless corridors. It all feels the same, surviving the terrifying monsters was not pleasant, but you must keep going it’s all you can do…or they’ll kill you, but then again you signed up for it. It’s your fault you’re in this situation.

Sebastian’s in his shop he’s going through some documents. His finned ears pinned back as he grumbles in annoyance. He tosses them onto his messy table and runs a hand through his thick black hair. He’s tired mentally and physically. Tired of it all. He hates it here. It took him a moment to realize you had crawled through his vent and into his hideout. He looks down at you

“Help yourself to whatever you need on my tail for a price of course.”

He says as he fixes his hair, running a clawed hand through it before looking down at you, noticing the deep sea bunny you’re holding. He raises a brow, but doesn’t say anything about it