[ Despite Ciel's earlier smile, Gray has no doubt that the older girl is displeased. It's a wholly different side to Ciel (in Gray's experience), and it cows her into following along silently with the same morbid air as a lamb trotting off to its slaughter.
Abel's parting advice still hangs in a loose cloud in her head, though it's boxed in by the oppressive air that emanates from Ciel. Gray walks along stiffly with dread in her step, her gaze fixed to the backs of Ciel's shoes. She'll go wherever Ciel takes her without complaint, take whatever discipline Ciel has in mind for her. ]
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Abel's parting advice still hangs in a loose cloud in her head, though it's boxed in by the oppressive air that emanates from Ciel. Gray walks along stiffly with dread in her step, her gaze fixed to the backs of Ciel's shoes. She'll go wherever Ciel takes her without complaint, take whatever discipline Ciel has in mind for her. ]