[Ciel hmphs, but doesn't bite the bait. Instead he leans back once Sebastian's down, tipping his head back a little so the soap won't get in his eyes when Sebastian washes his hair.
He had been gentle, back then, when Ciel could not twist or move in order to bathe himself, or his wounds. Idly, Ciel wondered if the habit that had stuck would ever be broken.]
All this place offers is the opportunity to wonder about useless things.
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He had been gentle, back then, when Ciel could not twist or move in order to bathe himself, or his wounds. Idly, Ciel wondered if the habit that had stuck would ever be broken.]
All this place offers is the opportunity to wonder about useless things.