[ poor Zara is also feeling the bite of the cold, especially on those long thin ears of his - he's bundled up in an (appropriately ruffly) trenchcoat, and has a hat pulled down over his head, aforementioned ears forced down and poking out of the sides hat as if he's suddenly become a lop rabbit. Though he's reluctant to do so, he actually is heading towards the pleasure district. Better to be embarrassed than to freeze to death, he figures. Besides, it's not like he'll need to do anything...
He actually doesn't recognize Ciel at first, bundled up as he is, but it's hard to mistake that grumpy voice. Zara smiles just slightly... but don't worry, he won't comment on the cuteness aloud. ]
The snowglobe...? I bought one earlier, myself. It's my master, Earl Galland's, estate in the wintertime, as a matter of fact.
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He actually doesn't recognize Ciel at first, bundled up as he is, but it's hard to mistake that grumpy voice. Zara smiles just slightly... but don't worry, he won't comment on the cuteness aloud. ]
The snowglobe...? I bought one earlier, myself. It's my master, Earl Galland's, estate in the wintertime, as a matter of fact.