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[ Ciel's had a crash course in how to use the communicator since his arrival earlier, and he's been wearing it ever since. But the last person--or one them, at least--he'd expected to see through it is this girl. It's the voice he recognizes first; the inflection is unmistakable, the pitch just middling enough to be androgynous. Visual confirmation almost isn't needed; he remembers her best not in makeup or costume, but with messy hair and baggy, patched clothes and freckles dusting her nose and cheeks.
She's...she's dead. He killed her. Kelvin's manor was burning and she'd been there and he'd just...just a word to Sebastian and--
There's a leaden weight in his stomach that hadn't been there before and he knows just what its name is, but he dare not say it. Naming it would be admitting to it. ]