[Now it was starting to hurt; it really really hurt, but he has had worse in his centuries of intermittent warfare. He'd died before. Her spell is confusing to him for the moment, and he'll turn and look at both Charles and Ciel, pulling against Charles' grip.]]
What are you doing? And who the hell are you, too?
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What are you doing? And who the hell are you, too?
[He's attempting to load his gun again.]