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[Ciel was quite used to such looks by now. Some were of pity, some of worry, some of muted anger, but they all served him just the same. People would be quick to care for him, protect him if need be.

And he was more than fine with that considering his best defense was his smart mouth and an outdated pistol.

So he put on his best charming innocent smile, as one does.]

I am indeed. I hope you are adjusting to this place alright- as much as one can, of course.

Edited (You saw nothing) Date: 2026-06-03 06:12 am (UTC)

I am not.

[Blunt and to the point, as he preferred to be when speaking with others. And though he will err on the side of caution for teens and younger children, it does not exempt them from behaviors deserving of rebuke.]

But that is my burden to bear. Focus instead on matters worthy of our attention while we still have the opportunity to act.

Edited Date: 2026-06-04 05:33 am (UTC)

[Blunt and to the point, rather gauche but Ciel can associate trying to the point.]

Ah, I’m sorry to hear that. I wish that weren’t the status quo here, however it’s rather common among those freshly arrived.

[He turns toward the residential areas and gestures for Unicorn to walk with him.]

But, as you said, that’s enough dawdling for now. Let’s be on our way shall we?

[Quite so. Unicron tends to speak his mind without any resemblance of tact, as shown by the recent network post.

Regardless, he responded with a grunt to signal the little guy to lead the way.]