"Hey idiot, don't do what I know you're about to do. Unlike you, I like my head attached to my body, something that won't happen if you try and kill that woman." Sebastian said as he saw the dark haired youth jump on to his roof, cursung Quazar for takong so long to get here, and the Cheviot woman for suddenly deciding to go on a damn Morph hunt. "Look, I don't know if you're a sympathizer or a Moroh yourself, and I honestly don't care, but please take yoyr suicidal attempts at justice to another roof, please."