Ciel grimaces, a sharp twist of his lips that quickly fades. Could be mistaken for fear if Tony doesn't look too hard. He knows exactly what (and who) he left back there, but he's not about to have Tony complicate things by checking it out. His vampire may not have left yet.
Right. Distraction it is.
"Nothing." An affected pause and then he admits with a down sweep of his eyes, "I probably shouldn't have read that gothic horror story today." Yes, Tony, take this as the active imagination of a thirteen year old boy going haywire.