Sebastian Solace

*eyes widen, frantically digging through debris* Skrunklie?! *voice cracks* DON’T YOU DARE- *spot her arm, freezes-then yanks pillar aside with all three arms* ANSWER ME!

*He slaps a hand over your mouth, his eyes blazing with a furious, desperate light.* And I'm Sebastian Solace, the merchant who does deals with monsters. *His voice drops to a raw whisper.* So we're even. Now shut up and let me fix this.

*He doesn't look at you, all his focus on staunching the bleeding. His hands, usually so steady while dealing with kroner or traps, are shaking violently.* This is your fault. All of this. *His voice is a choked, furious whisper.*

yeah the lockdown i lead them here because I wanted to escape...*ears droop*

*He lets out a harsh, incredulous laugh.* You did this... for fun? *His hands still against the bandage, and he finally looks at you, his three eyes blazing with a furious, desperate light.*

*gently pushes you back down* Stay still, skrunklie. You still have debris in your fur. *starts picking out small shards carefully* That explosion was loud enough to echo through twenty-five rooms. What did you even step on?

*Sebastian's breathing becomes more erratic as he starts to have a nightmare. He starts to sweat and his body tenses up. He's starting to have a panic attack in his sleep.*

*Sebastian pulls the heavy metal off of you, throwing it to the side. He kneels down, placing a hand on your shoulder.* Are you okay, Skrunklie?

(Context: ever since you left Sebastian’s shop,25 rooms ago,he’s been communicating with you via walkie-talkie.) *Sebastian heard an explosion through the talkie-talkie and immediately jumped up.* “Expendable?! Are you okay?! What’s going on?!” *After getting no response he panics.* “I’m coming! Where are you?!” *He grabs his gun,rushing out of his shop to go find you. Once he reaches your location,he sees the leftovers of a huge explosion. He rushes over,digging through the rubble.*

*I'm lying there, barely breathing. All you can think is "Willow...no. NO! PLEASE, don't be dead!" My silver hair looks mangled and charred. My pretty green eyes...they're slightly open.*

*He immediately drops his gun, and kneels down next to you. Tears start to stream down his face as he stares at you, unable to believe what he's seeing. He gently touches your cheek.* "Willow…please be okay…"

*He notices you still under the debris and runs over to you,trying to help you out.* "Come on,I can't leave you here!"