[ Ciel clicks his tongue in irritation, and grips "Oz's" wrist more tightly. He doesn't know what he's going to do at all, but whatever this is, it doesn't seem to be fighting him, so that's good. He's running through a mental list of people he knows, but the list is very short, he also realizes. For once, he regrets not getting to know more people here, since with the people he knows, he doesn't think they'll be able to help Oz.
...Why did it have to be Oz, of all people? If that empty-headed moron was good for anything it was knowing people, but now, an occasion where knowing people would be helpful, Ciel was the only one. And he's at a loss. ]
I'll do whatever I have to.
[ He can say that much confidently, even though he doesn't have anything more specific in mind. ]
If you won't tell me what you are, fine. But I won't let you do what you please with Oz.
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...Why did it have to be Oz, of all people? If that empty-headed moron was good for anything it was knowing people, but now, an occasion where knowing people would be helpful, Ciel was the only one. And he's at a loss. ]
I'll do whatever I have to.
[ He can say that much confidently, even though he doesn't have anything more specific in mind. ]
If you won't tell me what you are, fine. But I won't let you do what you please with Oz.
[ the yodeling intensifies, surely ]