[ Since Sebastian’s attention is on clearing the glass out of the way, Ocelot will miss his little frown as he mentions problems with Silco. He’s tempted to sigh because the more he gets to know Silco, it seems like his hope that this contract would be a little simpler than Ciel’s was a foolish thing. As it turns out, he gets along with people about as well as his previous master. ]

Well, do pardon me for saying so, but you will find that there are not many here in Kenos who are… tactically minded, shall we say? I do imagine there would be some that would walk right up with intentions, yes.

[ Not that he thinks Ocelot is one of them. He hadn’t gotten the impression that he was dumb in that way from their conversation, at least.

Sebastian grabs the box carefully, then steps back as he pulls it out. As he pulls it away, the glass held midair wavers until it finally crashes down and the rest of the pain finishes breaking. Yet around the box itself, there are still little floating pieces pulled along with Sebastian. How interesting indeed! He turns to face both and gives a little shrug. ]

It is as Mr. Silco says. We met under amiable circumstances, all things considered. I take it that was not the case for the two of you?