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Sebastian knew very well what the schedule for the young lord was. It was his duty to recite each and every activity, once the earl was awakened. “Of course master, I shall prepare a cup of Earl Grey this evening. Like always, it will be adjusted to your usual preference, and served in an unstained tea cup. Made of only the finest material for my young lord.”

The slender butler pivoted on his heels and slid from the room making no more noise than a mouse. 

Being swift as ever, the tea was quickly prepared and placed onto an aluminum tray. The pace of Sebastian had him back in the room in what some would call ‘a blink of an eye.’ He was truly an exceptional butler and already lowered his hands, with the gentlest touch, until the tray was placed firmly upon the desk. 

“Here we are.”

The earl stretched himself out as Sebastian told him what tea would be served. Ciel didn’t respond to his butler’s explanation of the tea. He found himself staring at Sebastian’s back until he walked out the door. The boy wondered what the demon did when Ciel wasn’t around to give him an order. He knew that he cleaned the house, but it wouldn’t take long considering his inhuman talents. Demons don’t need sleep - it’s considered a luxury. Does that mean that he sleeps, or does he patrol the manor at night, fixing everything that needs to be fixed? Or does he leave the mansion..? 

Ciel never found a reason to ask before. 

As Sebastian came back - which was maybe a few seconds - Ciel watched him put the tray of tea down on the desk. He took the decorated tea cup and saucer off the tray and held it so he could sip the warm liquid. Tea was good for anything, in his opinion. It could calm you down, wake you up, put you to sleep… it all depended on the type. After a few sips, he lowered the cup and saucer onto the table, pushing away some papers with his arms. It took him a moment to think of how he wanted to word his question, but when he did, he looked up at his butler with slight curiosity in his eyes. Though his voice was dull, as usual.

“What do you do at night after I’ve retired, Sebastian?”