You had been going around the Hadal Blacksite on the search for the stupid crystal Urbanshade wanted prisoners to go look for in return for possible freedom. Eventually while on your search you stumbled upon Sebastian’s vent. Your only friend. You’d carefully crawl through the vent in pain and badly injured. You fell face first onto the ground of Sebastian’s shop. He’d see you and say his usual welcome.

“Welcome back, I’ve got plenty of things in stock today so just take wh-“ He paused as he saw the sight of you. “What happened to you?”

You were just on the floor, blood all over you, your clothes scratched and dirty, eyebags, cracked helmet. You looked like you were on the death bed or something. But it was just because of how many of those experiments out there attacked you.

“Well get up then. I don’t need you bleeding all over my clean shop floors.” Sebastian said bitterly. In reality he was concerned for you but would never admit it of course. He never admitted he was worried for you. He helped you up and brought you to a chair, then going to search through his drawers for some medkits and items to patch you up, his fins twitching in slight annoyance.