[ He knows it's rude, but he also doesn't care, because in the face of that familiarity, Ciel feels the need to bear down and protect himself. He's a boy only just fourteen, but with the way he stares back at Heine coldly, it'd be hard to guess that. It speaks to experiences of far more than his years.
But the answer itself at least gets him to relax, somewhat. Kind of human. Sebastian would never give such an answer, and as such, he couldn't imagine any demon doing so. They were too proud for such a thing, or if it were Sebastian, he'd deflect it with a stupid play on words. The cold, strong expression turns to simpler distrust instead, but then further into confusion. ]
Kind of human.
[ He repeats it back with a tone like he doesn't quite believe him, but at the same time, his best friend is a stuffed rabbit brought to life. Or something. He tries not to think about Oz's situation. He stares back for a moment, but then his gun finally lowers to a less threatening position at his side. ]
You snuck up on me. I wasn't aiming for you. [ That's... close enough to "sorry," right?? ]
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But the answer itself at least gets him to relax, somewhat. Kind of human. Sebastian would never give such an answer, and as such, he couldn't imagine any demon doing so. They were too proud for such a thing, or if it were Sebastian, he'd deflect it with a stupid play on words. The cold, strong expression turns to simpler distrust instead, but then further into confusion. ]
Kind of human.
[ He repeats it back with a tone like he doesn't quite believe him, but at the same time, his best friend is a stuffed rabbit brought to life. Or something. He tries not to think about Oz's situation. He stares back for a moment, but then his gun finally lowers to a less threatening position at his side. ]
You snuck up on me. I wasn't aiming for you. [ That's... close enough to "sorry," right?? ]