[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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[His voice sounds worried, rough around the edges; Ciel hasn't been himself for the last couple of days, and it's been worrying the prince something awful.]
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Yes?
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... what brought this on?
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People. They trust that everyone around them remains willfully blind.
How sad that it's a bet with very good odds.
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It's that doubt he uses, that linger urge to tempt those around him. Breathing poison with every word to taint and twist those needful hearts. A crack in the heart. The very inch in which doubt surfaces or fear is truely a blessing]
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There are several books on Ciel's desk. Large, heavy, and they're all books like dictionaries or encyclopedias, things he wouldn't likely bother to read. They're still there from the week before.]
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I guess that means you shouldn't give anyone a reason to distrust you, huh?
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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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