[Sebastian was supposed to be the one in denial. And Alois would not appreciate a knife to the head yet after seeing how bare Sebastian's hand was, he was beginning to have doubts of his own. He stepped away from the tree and leaned back as far as he could, as if to get a better look at Sebastian.]
You are to bend to Ciel's will, whether you want to or not, for all of your damned life. It's the price you pay for your greed.
Come down here and let me see your hand. From this angle, it looks as if you're trying to hide it from me.
I'm not coming down there with those dogs. They're atrocious.
[ He leans further out of the tree, however, obligingly, and pushes his glove all the way up to his knuckles, giving Alois a clear view of the back of his hand. ]
The young master has no hold on me any longer. I'm curious to know what you think I've done to deserve such a fate, however.
You're afraid of dogs? [That should make sense. The butler did have an affinity for cats.]
[He stares. Slowly he moves back to the tree. He almost seems as if he'll try to scale it, but he holds on to it and glares at Sebastian. Or his hand. He's not sure to whom or what he should direct his anger-- wait. This must be part of the act somehow.]
You are undeserving of happiness, obviously~. How did you do it, Sebastian?
[ He watches Alois critically, carefully, and prepares to backhand the boy if he gets jumpy. He may not be as strong or fast as he should be, but he's certainly strong and fast enough to knock Alois back down on his ass, should the need arise. ]
Hold up, what the hell is going on.
What.
The.
Hell.
Just. Just staring and trying to figure out what the bloody hell is going on because. This. Makes. No. Sense.]
...Sebastian. Shouldn't this be incredibly easy for a dirty lowdown no good dirty cunning hell-bound moronic bastard dirty demon to handle?
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You are to bend to Ciel's will, whether you want to or not, for all of your damned life. It's the price you pay for your greed.
Come down here and let me see your hand. From this angle, it looks as if you're trying to hide it from me.
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[ He leans further out of the tree, however, obligingly, and pushes his glove all the way up to his knuckles, giving Alois a clear view of the back of his hand. ]
The young master has no hold on me any longer. I'm curious to know what you think I've done to deserve such a fate, however.
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[He stares. Slowly he moves back to the tree. He almost seems as if he'll try to scale it, but he holds on to it and glares at Sebastian. Or his hand. He's not sure to whom or what he should direct his anger-- wait. This must be part of the act somehow.]
You are undeserving of happiness, obviously~. How did you do it, Sebastian?
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[ He watches Alois critically, carefully, and prepares to backhand the boy if he gets jumpy. He may not be as strong or fast as he should be, but he's certainly strong and fast enough to knock Alois back down on his ass, should the need arise. ]
... How did I do what, precisely?
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