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“....Are you alright, Doll?” A pause before he adds, “You can come in, if you wish. Is something or someone bothering you...?”

“... They don’t scare you?”          he finally asks after a while.

Not thinking he had been making much noise from tossing about, he was slightly startled when a female voice in the bunk above him spoke up. She inquired if he wasn't able to sleep. Holding his breath for a moment in a mental debate whether to respond to her or not, he sighed softly instead and answered her. "No. I apologise if I woke you. I can't seem to fall asleep tonight no matter how tired I am." His voice was low, almost a whisper for only the two of them among the silence in the night.

It had been an unidentifiable amount of time since the young Earl Phantomhive had been to any social gathering. It was not by willful choice that he decided to attend one that evening, but by the insistence of his servant as it was a charity event where select high standing would attend, and to the boy’s unfortunate luck had he been chosen among the few. It was with great reluctance that he had to give in, but he would be damned if he were to dance among others. His talent in that was lacking despite all of his frequent lessons thus he resorted to being a wallflower near a small dining table dressed with hors d’oeuvres for those that fancied a treat during their dances. The Phantomhive himself was not peckish but it was the least crowded of corners he could find. A feminine voice nearby caught Ciel's attention. Turning his head, he was met with a fellow attendee, though who it was he could not tell with their mask just as he hopefully would not be recognized. It seemed she was speaking to him. “Pardon?” Having been in his own private world brooding over his attendance, he knew he would have to acknowledge her as it would be near scandalous to ignore a lady. “Ah- Yes. I suppose it is. I haven’t been feeling hungry just yet, but the food does seem appetizing.”

The contents were strewn across the ground. The teen was unlucky enough to be caught in a net while laying among other miscellaneous items. Ciel heaved a vexed huff as he tried to free himself without destroying any of the equipment in the process. If it had been anyone more experienced, he would surely have been brought into a small fight. No one else batted much of an eye as they all scurried about for their training and performances. It wasn’t until a feminine voice closed in on him that he had managed to finally stand and brush his clothing off. Doll seemed genuinely concerned for him. “Ah- No. I’m alright! I accidentally bumped into someone and fell with this box, but I’m not hurt. I’m sorry if I disturbed anyone or caused you to worry.” @freckleddoll

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"Hello, everyone," she said, smiling, and curtsied.