[(OMG, why does Sebastian always take the wrong lessons from their interactions? Have a bit of mercy for Ciel's sanity, please.)
And now Ciel's frowning at Sebastian through the scarf for a different reason. Uh, no, he is absolutely not resting inside and waffling around like a pointless lump.]
Sebastian, no. I'm not helpless, or fragile, or ['useless' hangs there unsaid. Sebastian saved him yes, but he's not going to let Sebastian think that he can't fend for himself, or pull his own weight.] I'm just a little sick. I've stopped coughing. I can still do this!