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[For a boy with one eye, Ciel manages to look very sleep deprived, settled down at a small table, a cup of tea steaming to his right, a thick book in one hand, his communicator settled and recording in the other, his bad eye covered with a plain black patch.]

I really ought to just purchase my own copies after the fire. I'd really prefer not to be held responsible if these books had been damaged. Doctor Arthur really outdid himself since I last saw him though, these are greatly improved from his first novel. You can tell he'd gained confidence.

[He lets out a drawn out yawn and the takes a sip of the tea.]

I do apologize for the late hour. I thought I'd do some reading and I'm somewhat curious about the preferences some of you might have in terms of books. I've a great deal of time on my hands, even with managing Funtom, so it wouldn't hurt to have recommendations.

[A soft sigh.] I miss England.

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[It would be a task to get Ciel into something like jeans. Or anything casual, really. The idea was cringe-worthy in his mind, but let others wear whatever they liked.]

A bit of both, really. I've been called a genius in some things, but I was very strictly tutored over the past few years. I had to be comparable in intelligence to adults to reach Earldom.

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[ Maybe one day. Jason wouldn't be the one to try though, his Victorian friend looked cool in all his suits. ]

Genius isn't a title given lightly. My younger brother was often called a genius. He was far to smart for his own good. [ Jason nodded.] It must be hard, but I do understand in a way, having to grow up fast to be respected by adults isn't easy no matter the era. They do respect you, right?

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[He wants to at least retain his dignity.]

Most do, yes. Through fear in some cases but others because the role I fill is a difficult one, even for those raised as Phantomhive.

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Nothing wrong with that. The fear I mean, that's how a powerful man I know back home gets respect outside of his job. Actually, you and B would be a lot alike in that way. His parents died young and he's been running their company and all the pressures that come with it.

[ Though, he couldn't see this kid dressing as a bat at night and beating up criminals.]

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[No, Ciel is more the type to shoot people point blank or have his butler punch extra holes into his enemies chests.]

It's certainly an effective method. Fear and anger is what drove me, I admit, to become as effective a Watchdog as I am.

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[ Jay could appropriate someone who shoots their enemies in the face. It was his calling card back home.]

Yeah, you sound a lot like B. [ He couldn't help but grin at that, he couldn't stay in the same room as Bruce for long, and yet he found Ciel's company very enjoyable. Maybe it's because Ciel didn't seem bitter to him, and none of the bad blood was there.] And, hey if it makes you good at your post then it's perfect, right?

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It is perfect. The better I am at my job, the better the chance of finding those who attacked my family.

[Outwardly, Ciel wasn't bitter. Inside though? The bitterness has had years to fester towards whoever had killed the people most important to him, who had targeted them on his birthday, the households guard down.]