[ The greeting gets Sebastian to pause in his search, and at the very least because it's someone he's on good terms with, he does return the greeting with a little nod. The question gets him to frown, though. ]
Concerned, if I am honest. From my understanding there is a Shard of another... me, I suppose it would be. Yet, considering my luck as of late with Shards, I am rather deeply suspicious of it.
[ To put it mildly. Granted, he isn't sure what he'll do when he does find it, but the worry is genuine all the same. Is it better to keep it or crush it, he has to wonder... But also considering past experience, he's more inclined to the latter.
He sighs gently and reaches into his suit jacket's inner pocket to flip open the silver pocketwatch. He's been resetting the time to the 12 o'clock position with each new world, so he can at least see that he still has time to find it. He flips it closed again and tucks it back into place as he looks at Matt again. The concern doesn't abate in his mind, but he at least forces it from his face. ]
...Well. If that does not make it obvious, this ship is a fragment of my world. [ A pause, and then he elaborates after a note of a half-laugh. ] Though I suppose it is more accurate to call it a fragment of the human world that I would visit. All the better, as Hell would not exactly be hospitable, to say the least.
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Concerned, if I am honest. From my understanding there is a Shard of another... me, I suppose it would be. Yet, considering my luck as of late with Shards, I am rather deeply suspicious of it.
[ To put it mildly. Granted, he isn't sure what he'll do when he does find it, but the worry is genuine all the same. Is it better to keep it or crush it, he has to wonder... But also considering past experience, he's more inclined to the latter.
He sighs gently and reaches into his suit jacket's inner pocket to flip open the silver pocketwatch. He's been resetting the time to the 12 o'clock position with each new world, so he can at least see that he still has time to find it. He flips it closed again and tucks it back into place as he looks at Matt again. The concern doesn't abate in his mind, but he at least forces it from his face. ]
...Well. If that does not make it obvious, this ship is a fragment of my world. [ A pause, and then he elaborates after a note of a half-laugh. ] Though I suppose it is more accurate to call it a fragment of the human world that I would visit. All the better, as Hell would not exactly be hospitable, to say the least.