[He squints in the darkness, confused. That's not Sebastian. For one, not tall enough, and for another, not carrying a candle, as he would have expected of his butler.
When she speaks, it throws Ciel into sudden action -- he flounders about, covering his right eye with one hand, and scrambling for the night-stand.]
Lizzie! [He's trying to whisper, but why, he doesn't know] Y-you shouldn't be here-- this late, out of bed -- you'll catch cold-- [He's got his eye patch in his free hand now, scrambling, trying to get it in place, but he's terrible at typing it himself. He's also very aware that she's just wearing her nightgown, it's really not decent, hell, he's not decent-- ] What're you doing here?
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Date: 2010-12-05 03:16 am (UTC)When she speaks, it throws Ciel into sudden action -- he flounders about, covering his right eye with one hand, and scrambling for the night-stand.]
Lizzie! [He's trying to whisper, but why, he doesn't know] Y-you shouldn't be here-- this late, out of bed -- you'll catch cold-- [He's got his eye patch in his free hand now, scrambling, trying to get it in place, but he's terrible at typing it himself. He's also very aware that she's just wearing her nightgown, it's really not decent, hell, he's not decent-- ] What're you doing here?