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[sweetlies]

"This is Ciel Phantomhive. I'm not available. I'll return your correspondence in due time. If it's an emergency, I suppose you'll keep trying."
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[somakemelaugh]

[It's going to be hard to miss, but when Ciel gets back to the bedroom, he'll find a bit of chocolate wrapped with a ribbon and tied to a single white rose that has had its thorns removed. Beside that, there is a box of one of Ciel's favorite teas, in dried leaf form.]

[sweetlies]

[As soon as he finds it, he has a few suspicions as to who might be responsible. Lizzie would be more upfront and the house would be decked in pink and frills along with the gift. His father probably didn'y pay much attention to what tea he drank most often.

Undertaker though-

He knows Undertaker knows. So he hunts the man down with a smile, holding the rose and the tea close. The chocolate he'll save for later. And, as soon as he finds him:]

Thank you. [He's all smiles and leans against him briefly.]

Have some with me? Tea is always better when shared.

[somakemelaugh]

[He'll admit, he doesn't know the whole of the circle of Ciel's friends or acquaintances in this world and he doesn't really care to, so long as they're not demonic. It isn't possible for him to know who the boy would suspect, but he doesn't argue it when Ciel approaches him with the tea and rose in hand. Instead, he settles arms about him until Ciel pulls back.]

If you wish. It's yours to do with what you like.

[sweetlies]

[That works in Ciel's favor at least. For anyone that might try to surprise him. He has such a small social circle that he can guess who might be responsible for anything.]

I would, I just don't want to take you away from anything. And I know you'll appreciate it. I've seen father drinking coffee.

[somakemelaugh]

[One hand comes up to brush fingernails through his hair, because he can.] You're not taking me from anything, milord. Today, I've no better obligations than to this house.

[And then mention of Vincent drinking coffee. That gets a grin from him.] Oh? It isn't terrible, not the way I make it when I'm not serving customers. I still prefer a tea over that though.

[sweetlies]

[He doesn't mind that. It makes him smile a little.]

I'm glad to hear that. I would hate to have any of this by myself.

[He can't help but make a face at hearing that. He can't imagine coffee every being palatable.] It's so bitter though!

[somakemelaugh]

[Oh, Ciel. If only he knew.] So you say. Perhaps you'd like a cup of my own making one day, hm? You'll like the tea better, I can almost promise, but you won't be disappointed.

[sweetlies]

[He's tried it... once...]

I suppose I could try it. It's so awful though, I can't imagine anything making it bearable.