Sebastian smiled softly in relief as he continued crawling towards his partner. Sebastian watched as Sorano got up, brushing her self off and wincing in pain causing the Laughing Coffin mage to crawl faster, ignoring his own pain. "S-Sorano, you shouldn't be-" Sebastian paused as the script mage walked over to him. He looked up to her as she made it to him, dropping down to his level and placing a hand around one of his earlobes, causing the boy to blush lightly. "S-Sorano..." the white haired mage repeated as he gazed into her eyes, believing that they were having a moment until suddenly, he dropped to the ground, losing all feeling in his body, his eyes widening a little.
The script mage had a few questions to ask the paralyzed boy which she made clear with her serious undertone. "U-um...s-sure." the boy said, sounding a bit confused as he's still trying to figure out what just happened, all of a sudden being interrogated like a criminal. The boy's eyes widened then lowered half way from hearing the first question and what followed after. He wanted her to trust him and to show her that he can be someone she could rely on, but ended up going out of control of his own free will, knowing the cost. He laid there, silent for a few minutes being alone with his thought before finally answering. "No..." Sebastian said, hesitantly with a bit of sadness in his tone. "That...was very unprofessional of me...and I cannot promise if something like that won't happen again..." The neutral mage said with a depressing sigh, almost like he were staring off into space. "I can fight it...these...urges...but they will get the best of me on occasions...like this." Sebastian said as he slowly closed his eyes, ashamed of this curse he was granted with from his ancestors.
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