Sebastian knew why. He just hadn't wanted to admit it. The Library, so far, had been a safe place. No father to deal with. No Christian Scott to deal with. No bullies. So far. And there were lots of good distractions from the things he had been avoiding. Books and people and portals and an entire library to explore, clean, and organize.

"No. He was there." Maybe not the real Christian Scott, but something like him. He squeezed the bat tight in his hand for a moment and then held it out for Casey. "I'm not like you. I won't carry a bat around. But don't think that means I won't defend myself."