[There is a long pause before Sebastian speaks. And when he does, his tone is not quite as clear and direct as it usually is. Instead, he sounds a tad vague and distant.]
Perhaps this is not the place in which to inquire, but... I am curious. Has anyone else who received doses of the elf toxin experienced any lasting effects?
I admit to feeling... slightly... under the weather lately.
[Private to future tenants of the Phantomhive House]
I do hope that despite recent events, you are all well and planning to move in as we discussed on the first of September. If... [An odd pause, and he takes a breath to steady himself.] If you have any further questions about the property or the procedure for that day, please let me know.
[End Private]
[Private to Ciel]
[His voice grows softer, with a touch of lethal desperation to it.]
I happen to have extra time this afternoon before I must return to the Patrol Headquarters to cook dinner. Is there, perhaps, anything I can bring you, young master?
[Although, given the strange, hungry expression he was giving you this morning... maybe you don't want him around.]
[End Private]