[Ciel's in his night-things, sitting in a high-backed chair, and the smirk on his lips is particularly nasty tonight. The eyepatch is back in place, and his posture is abysmal, the back of his hand propping up his chin.
The smirk on his lips is particularly nasty tonight.]How pathetic... give a soul a reason to distrust, and everything, even
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[Here's your perfect example of blind complete trust. So long as Ciel never turned on him, never outright hurt or experimented on him, Finny would be loyal]
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I'm feeling much better now.
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Are you sure, Young Master? [Does he need to kidnap you for a walk again?]
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When, along the lines, did Ciel stop trusting even himself?]
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[The silence makes Finny start moving. Locked doors wont stop him, either. His duty is to protect the Young Master and that means looking out for his health and, yes, his happiness]
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Every weakness he shows now will only hurt him in the end. Every vulnerability will come back twofold. Every silence can be used against him.
But for a moment, just a moment, he almost wished...]
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Young Master?
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And says the first thing that comes to his mind]
Young Master? Can we go for a walk?
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Finny, why do you like to be outside so much?
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Because it's outside, Young Master. It's... [pause, ponder] freedom.
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... Doesn't Young Master get tired of being inside all the time? Outside is sunny and there are birds and plants and people you can interact with!
[You gave him his freedom Ciel and in his own way, he's trying to give you the same]
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I never really thought about it much. It never seemed an option.
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Almost when it seems he won't respond, Ciel slides from his chair, moving close to Finnian. In his nightclothes, the white bandage over his eye, he looks so small, but his movements are every bit the Young Master.
Very carefully, he reaches up, on his tiptoes, and pats Finny's head.]
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