[Now that he knew he hadn't managed to push Vincent away, nothing would change. That had been his only real concern in revealing that part of his identity to the man. They could go about their lives as if nothing had happened. Gratitude aside, although he was glad to have it, still made no difference. Vincent was always the Earl, always would be, and he just an assistant, a tool to use to make things happen.]

[It was the one place in any world that he would let himself be used as such, and when Ciel decided he wanted to do the same, he would have Undertaker's skills at his disposal as well.]

Maybe not in our world, but you do have a second shot at it here, milord. You are alive again and your son is here with us, even if others are not. Think on that as you rest, and know that I am here to look after both of you.

[He can see those nails working on the Earl and he lets his touch roam a little further over Vincent's back, going from shoulder to shoulder.]