[Mood, is it? Nah, it's simply a coping mechanism, a different tactic, and something designed to frustrate Sebastian. Ciel had made a living of being hard to predict.
Ciel's manners were impeccable, though he still ate a bit like a child -- toying his food into precisely the right position to spear it with his fork, mixing or separating tastes.
His glass was in his hand when Negi spoke, and for a heartbeat or two, he didn't respond. When he did, all of his body language suggested that Negi had his full attention.
Looking into his eyes, though, was like pushing against a silk curtain.]
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Ciel's manners were impeccable, though he still ate a bit like a child -- toying his food into precisely the right position to spear it with his fork, mixing or separating tastes.
His glass was in his hand when Negi spoke, and for a heartbeat or two, he didn't respond. When he did, all of his body language suggested that Negi had his full attention.
Looking into his eyes, though, was like pushing against a silk curtain.]
What did you bring with you?