As Sebastian was poking around in whatever he could find, he was jarred by a voice asking him what he was doing. In his quiet curiosity, he hadn't even noticed Lilith entering the room and it startled him, prompting him to glance up at her. When he saw who it was, the expression on his face soured as he wrestled with the cognitive dissonance of being face-to-face with the face of his attacker but also the alleged alibi that they were dealing with doppelgangers.<br/><br/>"Not yet," he responded in a quiet and defensive tone. "I just started looking."<br/><br/>She suggested Salem as a place to start and he supposed he understood why since it was one of the most famous events involving witches in the history of the country. Still, it seemed like an unusual place to start given the things he was the most curious about. Either way though, Lilith seemed to move beyond that and he couldn't help but feel like he was being interrogated. As she closed the distance between them, Sebastian couldn't help but lean away from her, subconsciously trying to keep as much distance as possible.<br/><br/>"Seems like you all already know my name, and it wouldn't take much to find out my full name. My name's Sebastian Cromwell. I was at the funeral because I went to school with the girl who died. Didn't know her though. Not much more to it than that," he remarked, finding it hard to be so close to her.