[While his heart had been busy tearing itself into tiny pieces in the aftermath of his departure, Ciel's appearance and now the teen's tears saw those pieces tearing themselves into smaller pieces still. If he had nothing left of his former self when it was all done with him, he would only throw himself into it if it could take the Earl's misery away. Ciel had seen too much, and for the second time, Undertaker felt he was betraying his duties.]
[Ciel hadn't deserved any of this. First the fire, then the cult, then the demon, and now him. What could he say? That he hadn't been given a choice in the matter of leaving the quarantine? That he would have stayed if he could? That he would have taken Ciel if he could? What would it do to ease the boy's pain?]
[He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. A hand rose, reaching out to the boy, and was part of the way there before he caught it and let it lower back to his side. Nothing he could do or say would make this better, so he stood and let Ciel rage against him, eyes prickling anew upon hearing that tell tale sniffle.]
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[Ciel hadn't deserved any of this. First the fire, then the cult, then the demon, and now him. What could he say? That he hadn't been given a choice in the matter of leaving the quarantine? That he would have stayed if he could? That he would have taken Ciel if he could? What would it do to ease the boy's pain?]
[He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. A hand rose, reaching out to the boy, and was part of the way there before he caught it and let it lower back to his side. Nothing he could do or say would make this better, so he stood and let Ciel rage against him, eyes prickling anew upon hearing that tell tale sniffle.]