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[No one will recognize the voices. No one beyond perhaps, Sebastian. The voice of a devious angel in passing, the hard voice of an uncaring innkeeper.

And the very familiar, demanding voice of Ciel. Demanding, that he have a room. That that man should know who he is, and he can charge it to London instead of Paris. Nothing works, and a door slams.

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[notamageiswear]

...oh, Ciel.

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[obeymyorder]

...

No matter.

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[notamageiswear]

It...it's not...

[The feed goes quiet, and then completely shuts off. Ten or fifteen minutes go by without any reply from Negi at all, but then...

Negi knocks lightly on Ciel's door, pushing it open just enough to make sure that he's inside. Once he confirms this, he heads straight for Ciel, wrapping his arms around him tightly, not intent on letting go just yet, but not entirely forceful.]

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[obeymyorder]

He is a bit curious when the feed doesn't return on. Was something wrong with the little mage? Surely not...

But he hadn't been expecting the boy to come over to his room, body stiffening as his arms wrapped around. What on earth...

But. Even if he would verbally deny it, it would be a lie to say he hadn't been leaning into it slightly, head dipping down to hide his face and just... sit there. Negi was really warm.

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[notamageiswear]

Negi just sat there for a good minute or two, holding Ciel, not saying a word. From what he had seen on the television...it was something Ciel probably wasn't comfortable with. He knew how Ciel was, and he probably wouldn't talk about it.

After a minute, Negi pulled back, offering Ciel a soft, kind smile. He leaned up, just a bit, and pressed his lips a bit timidly against Ciel's forehead. "You're not alone, Ciel. I don't...I don't know what was happening in what it showed on the television just now, but...you're not alone here. Okay?"