[He starts to feel at least a little guilty about him going back for water but sees him getting some for himself as well, silencing the little lord. And the chill stopped him from making any objections as Undertaker takes a seat with him.
Ciel had unwittingly stepped into his domain, after all. Just as he'd so frequently done in England until the Campania sank. It's almost like old days but without the cost of laughter between them. Of course, he also isn't going to expect anything for free, so he pulls his phone and tap card from his pocket, offering him the card.]
Ah... [He has to think of the teas he knows, the scents and flavors committed to memory.] Chai perhaps? It would be good on a day like this.
[The cinnamon and ginger, at least, would be good for warmth.]
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Ciel had unwittingly stepped into his domain, after all. Just as he'd so frequently done in England until the Campania sank. It's almost like old days but without the cost of laughter between them. Of course, he also isn't going to expect anything for free, so he pulls his phone and tap card from his pocket, offering him the card.]
Ah... [He has to think of the teas he knows, the scents and flavors committed to memory.] Chai perhaps? It would be good on a day like this.
[The cinnamon and ginger, at least, would be good for warmth.]