[ A little more long-winded than necessary, but it still functioned as a proper Return. Which has the pistol leaving Ciel's hand and taking the form of the tall woman, who was already partially curtseyed with her head bowed down. Straightening up, her hands remained resting, lightly clasped in front of her. ]

It sounds as though I've turned into a fortunate vessel form. Sometimes one takes the shape of clothing items or accessories.