[Giving a faint sigh that may be audible if the room was quiet, Ciel swipes away the Key into nothing with one quick movement of her hand: Holland can move again. She'll let the small orb hang though, they can use the light source.
She's also watched long enough to be able to tell that things between these two are back to usual, especially Charles. He's being rude, but Charles is generally rude and that's okay. Seems like Holland knows too and is used to it, that does actually make things somewhat more convenient...
But now there's two problems. Holland's leg, and Charles' pace. She's seen him more than enough times to know how he usually walks and carries himself, and just now? She doesn't catch him passing his hand over his eyes, but she does notice the lack of purpose and steadiness despite the fact that to most others, he'd just be sauntering over there normally.
Quickly glancing back at Holland, she'll get on hastily writing two notes on different pages. It'll take just a few seconds before she shoves the country with a slip reading the following:
Please wait.
She's then stepping up to catch up with the Chiropteran, and Charles will then feel a hand on his shoulder again. The grip still gentle but firm like the previous time: a quiet request for him to stop. She's got a note for him once he turns around.]
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She's also watched long enough to be able to tell that things between these two are back to usual, especially Charles. He's being rude, but Charles is generally rude and that's okay. Seems like Holland knows too and is used to it, that does actually make things somewhat more convenient...
But now there's two problems. Holland's leg, and Charles' pace. She's seen him more than enough times to know how he usually walks and carries himself, and just now? She doesn't catch him passing his hand over his eyes, but she does notice the lack of purpose and steadiness despite the fact that to most others, he'd just be sauntering over there normally.
Quickly glancing back at Holland, she'll get on hastily writing two notes on different pages. It'll take just a few seconds before she shoves the country with a slip reading the following:
Please wait.
She's then stepping up to catch up with the Chiropteran, and Charles will then feel a hand on his shoulder again. The grip still gentle but firm like the previous time: a quiet request for him to stop. She's got a note for him once he turns around.]