Sebastian stared in awe at the little stick figure dancing across Eli's palm. Gently laughing whenever it did something funny. "That's so cool! How do you do that?" He asked, amazed by the control it must take to use an ability to that level. He was still smiling when the stick figure faded away and the small dance was over. Although, when he heard Elijah's comment it made him blush and he stared back at the ground. "That's pretty cool. All I can do is scare people to death...literally. Sometimes I wish I had a nicer power. Maybe I could shoot rainbows of love and happiness at people. But instead I get stuck manipulating the energies of dead people. What kind of power is that?" He asked as he conjured a miniature reaper phantasm in the palm of his hand. Staring at it intently before crushing it as a hissing sound emerged from his closed fist followed by a ghastly green vapor.