[She hesitates for a second upon hearing his voice, but her mother taught her to be firm in her decisions no matter what. The handle feels heavy against her hand and the door's weight seems to increase as well as she opens it slowly. Slipping into the room without so much but a soft rustle of clothes, walking barefoot to avoid any extra noise. She closes the door quickly, mostly to shoo away her own few remaining doubts.
But she doesn't enter further in the room, standing close to the door in the darkness, embracing the pillow against herself.]
Ciel...
[She intended her voice to be soft, but it comes out as weak mostly, as well as worried. She knows Ciel. She knows he will try to ignore the memory, she's unsure on whether or not he would at least attempt to keep it with him... But Ciel is a very down-to-Eath boy, he isn't the kind to indulge in memories, specially not the happy ones. He seems to have it easier when it comes to bad memories unfortunately.]
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But she doesn't enter further in the room, standing close to the door in the darkness, embracing the pillow against herself.]
Ciel...
[She intended her voice to be soft, but it comes out as weak mostly, as well as worried. She knows Ciel. She knows he will try to ignore the memory, she's unsure on whether or not he would at least attempt to keep it with him... But Ciel is a very down-to-Eath boy, he isn't the kind to indulge in memories, specially not the happy ones. He seems to have it easier when it comes to bad memories unfortunately.]