[ Ciel says it neutrally as he stops walking, but then turns so that his gun is pointed at Oz instead. His expression is intense and cold, as if he were playing a game of chess rather than pointing a gun at his friend. Even though Oz is the closest friend he's had since he had returned from that place, there's no hesitation in how he carries himself. ]
However, I have no intention of doing that. Something is wrong with you, Oz. [ He doesn't jump to the assumption that it's ghosts, since even with all the spooky activity, it's not really something he's inclined to believe over something he had been victim to himself. ]
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[ Ciel says it neutrally as he stops walking, but then turns so that his gun is pointed at Oz instead. His expression is intense and cold, as if he were playing a game of chess rather than pointing a gun at his friend. Even though Oz is the closest friend he's had since he had returned from that place, there's no hesitation in how he carries himself. ]
However, I have no intention of doing that. Something is wrong with you, Oz. [ He doesn't jump to the assumption that it's ghosts, since even with all the spooky activity, it's not really something he's inclined to believe over something he had been victim to himself. ]
...Is it the chip?