[Literally the worst day of his life in the town so far, and that's saying a lot. He's been through So Much.

It's weird, and he hates it. The puffy sleeves around the shoulders keep getting snagged, but there's an additional cloak, too. It continues to grab onto every little thing in existence.

The growl that comes out of his mouth isn't for Sebastian, but it almost sounds like something Sebastian would honestly make in more primal situations.]

Forget it. Just rip it. [He's already trying to yank it himself.] I don't care if it's shredded. Then I can hopefully get it off and sink it into the harbor.