[ Matt chuckles, a dim echo of Sebastian's amusement. He's mercifully distracted by their dance, but it's clear that underneath, Matt feels for Ciel the same sorrow he'd feel upon hearing any child had died. Below that, he nourishes uneasy suspicions about the people of Kenos--and his fellow Shard-Bearers. The options for culprits, as far as he can imagine, seem to be local Kenosian elements, someone from Zenith, or someone from Meridian. None of those options is good; the latter two make him feel sick.
There's only so far Matt can game all that out while the music makes its demands, however. They hop, they spin: Matt clutches at Sebastian again, huffing a laugh over it a moment later. Then he frowns, curious. ]
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There's only so far Matt can game all that out while the music makes its demands, however. They hop, they spin: Matt clutches at Sebastian again, huffing a laugh over it a moment later. Then he frowns, curious. ]
Why do you say that?