Besides I'm old I've lived much longer than you. I wasn't meant to survive my sickness. It was truly never an option.

[His free hand rests against his chest where those scares are. He doesn't like to think about it the helpless, breathless hell that the Thorns of Death are. As if that thought wasn't enough Ciel next words send an icy cold chill down Alan's spine. A sharp breath sucked harshly into his lungs.]

I see.

[It's flat and his eyes close for a brief moment.]

That's actually something of a comfort. A thousand souls is a very steep crime. That doesn't mean you don't need someone to look out for you, Earl Phantomhive.

[The smile that comes back to his lips is smaller than the one before it but it's still there all the same.]

I'm rather fond of games myself.