"He wasn't wearing the proper uniform, so yes, I think your hope is correct on that front." The demon butler said as he Continued to fight the fires.<br/><br/>Ciel burst out from the bookshelf, his one eye turning its Demonic color as he glared unamused. "That was uncalled for. Using magic in a swordfight, we aren't in the Dark Ages." He stated as he dusted his coat and kicked his cane sheath to himself. "It would seem Ra's found a secret or two."<br/><br/>"We can't delay on thought my lord." Sebastian stated. "Haste and swift action is required. Mr. Wayne, until the Mansion is put out safely and I check my Master for any injuries you're on your own. I hope you devised a cure to lift this fear gas strain."<br/><br/>"I have faith he does. We'll have to deliver it to Gordon as fast as possible if so." Ciel stated. He was still a bit shaken from seeing the flames, and reverted to his younger form in his own anxiety. It was then he realized, other then Sebastian, the servants, and his newfound peers, he was alone.<br/><br/>For the first time in his life, he missed<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>. It was painful to watch Elizabeth Midford grow old, and fade away, her having the faintest hope he'd one day return to her.<span style="font-style: italic">"Oh pull yourself together Ciel. I'm not lonely. This is just the human need of comfort drawing me in."</span><br/><br/>As he thought this his resolve came back as he changed back to his young adult form.<span style="font-style: italic">"The Queen piece fell a long time ago with Lizzie. I'm simply have to move on, like the Englishman I am. I'm no longer human after all."</span>