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[Beautiful and soft is the blade as it caresses the flesh, slicing right through the onion. The poor unfortunate chicken -- now that he knows where they usually flock at-- provides an excellent dinner. While he wants to add carrots, his head will tilt, knowing Ciel doesn't approve of them and he decides instead to add something else. He's clicked on the video for a reason after all.]

Good evening Adstringendum. I trust you are well. Ah, if it is not impolite of me to ask... [He'll begin to say, making his tone of voice very soft and inviting] .. I was wondering if anyone had any spare mushrooms to spare. I'm more than willing to trade a few eggs, or perhaps some strawberry milk from our cow. The mushrooms would compliment the garlic and the chicken I'll soon roast.

[The knife moves quite fast, snapping down sharply into the cutting board. Ah, and he should ask Alphonse about his beloved feline. He hopes Kitty is watching.] Alphonse if you could. Mm, it has been a while since I've seen you. Your soft hair. The way your eyes shine. That soft cry when I touch you. So needy in my hands.

[Yes, he's talking about the cat, not Alphonse. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Squish. Squelch. The blade stops and he glances down. Strange. When was he so careless. He glances down at his finger impassive at the now three pieces it is in.]

Ah, that hurt...

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[She will open the door and gesture for him to come inside. She offered to heal, but she was quite ceratin he didn't actually need the help, so she is a bit curious as to why he came. Still, she's smiling and welcoming.]

The ward is this way, Sebastian-san.

[He bows a little in greeting and flashes her a smile, following after her. It's mostly for what the others saw and so he can say he actually came without lying. Also, even if he realises she may know, unlike Alphonse, he's not as trust worthy because of how easy it was for her ]

Very well.

It seems the Animus spring things on us unexpectedly, doesn't it ? Now let's see that ... wound.

[She's still smiling, but she made sure to pause before the word.]

[He'll unbandage it and present it to her, being a rather good patient in keeping his hand still despite the bloody raw stump of a sliced into finger]

Yes, of course.

[Her hand starts glowing with focused reiatsu, a greenish white energy that starts seeping into the wound, prodding ceels to start repairing themselves, muscles, bones, flesh and skin.

Her eyes widen fractionally as she comes into contact with his own energy, although it is quite obviously kept under tight control. He might feel that she too poseeses a lot, although of a completely different nature from his or even the shinigami from his world.]

... You did not really need my help with this, did you, Sebastian-san ?

[As steady as he can he'll keep his hand still and just watch her. His aura is thick, like a suffocating blanket and it smothers everything it touches. But yes, she is correct, he keeps it rather repressed]

Yes, I did, but not as most would. [It keeps others at bay]

[The healing itself is only a matter of seconds, and the glow will disappear as soon as it is over. Unohana is holding onto her own tight control to not let the energy she felt affect her.]

Far be it from me to tell anyone what to do, Sebastian-san. Whatever it is that you wish to see remain hidden, it will not become known through me.

[He's quick to move his finger lightly once it is healed, feeling a tug and straight pull within it at the tenderness]

You do very fine work, Madame Unohana. We all have our secrets. It is best to keep mine where they are.

[Usuaully he would respond with "But I am just one hell of a butler", but if she suspects, what's the point, but he won't indulge her curiousity as easy as others. He doesn't trust her. He has no leverage]

I understand the need for secrecy, Sebastian-san. As a medic, I am bound by confidentiality to my patients. Your secret, whatever it is, is safe with me.

[She smiles again.]

How kind of you within your profession. I would appreciate such hospitality.

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