Jul 29, 2011 05:53
I take it that I am supposed to acquire some sort of job whilst aboard this vessel? [His tone is dry.] How would I go about doing that? Despite employing a butler, my means are no longer as extensive as they once were. [Actually, he has no means. How chafing.]
I require information on this matter promptly. [He pauses and narrows his eyes.] There are many jobs I would not do. Serving others is out of the question, for example. I am, however, skilled in managing a business. [A small smirk quirks the edges of his mouth.] The Funtom Company was quite productive thanks to my keen business sense.
[Picking up a glass, he takes a sip from it.] I do not like the idea of starting from scratch, but the matter has been taken out of my hands completely. [He sneers for a brief moment before touching his unadorned thumb.] Everything has been stripped from me.
[There is a long, rather bitter pause before Ciel concludes:] No matter.
ciel phantomhive