You have yet to prove yourself as a servant of Phantomhive in the past five minutes. We haven't reached the point where I would answer that.
[Way to sound pleasantly threatening, Sebastian. Sadly, Ciel hasn't known him long enough to know where all the landmines are. Side eyes and curiously pokes at the sleeping dragon.]
But what would you do if I said that they weren't? Theoretically, of course.