healingxbird:

“Phantomhive, Ciel. It’s lovely to meet you.”

The boy was sharp. He probably knew what she was going on about but Christina, of course, didn’t want to bring up a touchy subject. ”Not troubled. Well, maybe a bit concerned. Though it isn’t my place to ask. May I ask what you do to keep such a big home?”

“You’re very curious,” he told her, and he wished he could fully understand why. If Ciel were to pass a mansion like his own, he would have shrugged it off or figured it was ‘just a noble’. He grew up around riches, the best of everything, and the better of everyone. So who was he to judge the girl who had to work to provide for herself? Ah, that’s right - he was human.

“I am the head of my family’s industry, the Funtom company. We’re known best for our toys and sweets.”