@smallblueboyscout // starter call.
This boy looked perhaps a few years younger than Ciel, which made him frown, looking this way and that for perhaps a guardian of some sort (and well, certainly Ciel should have someone as well, but that someone has, thus far, been woefully absent). Finding no one, his brows begin to furrow slightly. It’s not... concern, so much as judgement.
“Aren’t you a little young to be on your own? Isn’t it dangerous to be out and about?”












