I didn't want to keep you from your business. After all, you do need to go hunting. [Alois is sick of acting as if he were unaware of the real reason why Ciel attends social events in the first place. But his smirk stays in place. Slowly, deliberately, he stands and walks close to Ciel. If Ciel needed to breathe, right now he'd breathe Alois' same air.] How many souls did you eat? [His voice is little more than a whisper, even if no one else is around.]
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