[Sebastian is a man of action: it only takes him a few seconds after finding himself in the balloon to try the chord letting out the hot air - but of course, even after several tugs the valve at the top doesn't open and the balloon doesn't descend. Oh, honestly...
Abandoning that plan, Sebastian leans out over the edge of the basket with a critical look on his face. Well. Jumping from this height he'd break a few bones were he human, but...
And that's when there's the sudden presence of another living being with him in the basket. Sigh. So much for that escape venue.]
Good morning,
[he says dispassionately, still looking over the edge, still mulling his options over. Promising-to-be-a-long-and-tedious-morning, more like.]