[ Sebastian is quick to reach up to his mouth and wipe away at the ichor to smear it on the robe instead. As he feels even a trickle of his abilities return, his appearance is also the first thing to be "fixed". Like they were coming with the motion of wiping away the ichor, his teeth and eyes are quite suddenly perfectly human, with no more of a flourish than if they had been that way the whole time. ]
Ha— Well, I must eat my words slightly, for I would not describe it as simple. [ But also clearly not "uncomfortable", as Ciel had picked ] How intense...
[ He seems to ignore Howl's question at first, and there's a part of him that would pointedly prefer to. Even just a sliver of that truth sneaking out isn't something he particularly likes, and the idea of his thoughts not quite being secretive is unpleasant, to say the least. But he also feels that to avoid it completely would be worse. Sebastian looks at Howl, though it's as he's still wiping at his mouth. Besides being unsightly, he finds the ichor to taste quite unpleasant (somewhat ironically), so he's rather preoccupied with trying to get as much of its remnants out... ]
...My meals tend to run quite a bit lighter than humans', shall we say.
[ He gives that little bit of information hoping that it's a distraction from the main point. Admitting he's not human is much better than admitting the particulars of his diet, he thinks. And besides, as Ciel continues, he nods along, but he does make a light noise in response first. ]
Ah, there is, yes. It is but a trifling matter by comparison, but I believe introductions are in order? Do pardon me for not doing so to start.
[ It's important to him not only because of his sense of manners, but because if these two have seen (and heard) a hint of the monster that's lying underneath the surface, he would very much like to know who they are. He brings a hand to his chest, and in a gesture that seems quite at odds with the situation for its formality and elegance, he dips into a bow. ]
Sebastian Michaelis. It is a pleasure, despite the odd circumstances... You both have my sincerest thanks for your assistance.
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Ha— Well, I must eat my words slightly, for I would not describe it as simple. [ But also clearly not "uncomfortable", as Ciel had picked ] How intense...
[ He seems to ignore Howl's question at first, and there's a part of him that would pointedly prefer to. Even just a sliver of that truth sneaking out isn't something he particularly likes, and the idea of his thoughts not quite being secretive is unpleasant, to say the least. But he also feels that to avoid it completely would be worse. Sebastian looks at Howl, though it's as he's still wiping at his mouth. Besides being unsightly, he finds the ichor to taste quite unpleasant (somewhat ironically), so he's rather preoccupied with trying to get as much of its remnants out... ]
...My meals tend to run quite a bit lighter than humans', shall we say.
[ He gives that little bit of information hoping that it's a distraction from the main point. Admitting he's not human is much better than admitting the particulars of his diet, he thinks. And besides, as Ciel continues, he nods along, but he does make a light noise in response first. ]
Ah, there is, yes. It is but a trifling matter by comparison, but I believe introductions are in order? Do pardon me for not doing so to start.
[ It's important to him not only because of his sense of manners, but because if these two have seen (and heard) a hint of the monster that's lying underneath the surface, he would very much like to know who they are. He brings a hand to his chest, and in a gesture that seems quite at odds with the situation for its formality and elegance, he dips into a bow. ]
Sebastian Michaelis. It is a pleasure, despite the odd circumstances... You both have my sincerest thanks for your assistance.