[Aw, and he thought he'd have Sebastian clambering to try to beat the Haroomba to its job. He'll have to be more sneaky next time.
With the patience of a saint, he waits in place for the butler to butler the butler. His eyes scrutinize the ball as it maneuvers over to take the shirt, then when it hovers back over to him. Again, he feels like Sebastian is weaseling out of a job.... (He is, but Ciel is under the impression that Sebastian makes a good Macha point.)
It seems like he won't be satisfied enough to continue, but finally, he relents, lifting an arm to stick it into the first sleeve, then turning to stick the opposite arm in the other one.
Then he just stands like as usual like a little punk, waiting for everything to be done.]
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With the patience of a saint, he waits in place for the butler to butler the butler. His eyes scrutinize the ball as it maneuvers over to take the shirt, then when it hovers back over to him. Again, he feels like Sebastian is weaseling out of a job.... (He is, but Ciel is under the impression that Sebastian makes a good Macha point.)
It seems like he won't be satisfied enough to continue, but finally, he relents, lifting an arm to stick it into the first sleeve, then turning to stick the opposite arm in the other one.
Then he just stands like as usual like a little punk, waiting for everything to be done.]