[ Sebastian laughs pleasantly when Ciel takes his hand, and in a familiar, almost automatic gesture, he leans down to pick Ciel up in one arm as easily as if he didn't weigh a thing. He had disliked this at first, but when he had seen how much that displeasure had pleased Ciel, well. That had reversed quickly enough. ]
Now, young master, where to start...? Please, give me an order.
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Now, young master, where to start...? Please, give me an order.
[ He's really only asking to be a shit, though. ]