Sebastian stared at the man and shrugged his shoulders. They could make themselves comfortable easily in some place else. "No. YOU get to pick it out. It's part of your punishment. If I hate it, then you get to suffer even more." He stated, arms crossed over his lower torso and he took a step away. "And ... I hope Mom makes you piss your pants." He walked past him toward his bedroom, stopping at the door to turn and look at him once more. "When you're done talking with Mom, I'll be in my room waiting." He gave a small 'hmmph' before moving into his bedroom, closing the door behind him.