Young Master? Miss Elizabeth? I do not believe I will be able to acquire tea befitting your delicate palates. [He does look rather disappointed.] Additionally, I would like to suggest that we do not leave one another's presence for too long. I cannot say what might lurk in the halls.

I am confident that I can handle whatever may come our way. Thus far, it seems like a child's tricks. [His lips twist wryly before he bows to the camera.] For those of you who do not know me: I am Sebastian Michaelis, the butler of Earl Ciel Phantomhive. If you are an acquaintance of my Master, feel free to contact me for assistance any time.

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Ah, Young Master, what have you gotten yourself into this time? [A tall, dark and handsome man appears on the feed, readjusting a pristine white glove. He doesn't look particularly concerned with his change in circumstance, though he does have some pressing business to see to.]

Must we play a game of hide and seek? [A dangerous smirk follows those words.] I do not wish to expend much energy in - [He takes notice of the device recording his every word. Scooping it up, he presses his free hand against his chest. A humble smile replaces the smirk.]

Please forgive me. My name is Sebastian Michaelis and I am the manservant of one Earl Ciel Phantomhive. If my Master has come to harm, I will have no choice but to come to his aid. [His crimson-hued eyes glow faintly.] Young Master? Can you hear me?

[It's worth a try. Sebastian runs a finger over the device, familiarizing himself with the make of it.]

I desire information on this new location. I am not familiar with it. [Which is...odd.] Thank you for your time. [He gives his audience a charming smile and shuts off the feed.]

Ignore. ♥