Yes, I suppose I will have to. [He slides his gloves down more over his hands, producing a string from his pocket and ties the tails of the fish together, then bundles them]

Do forgive me for the offensive smell. [He cuts a glance back at the water, suddenly moving, arm snatching Ciel up against his bare arm but is sure not to press him against him, just narrowly avoiding a heavy tentacle slamming against the ground]

Ah, but I cannot play with you today while my young master is here.