/when a typo suddenly changes the tone of the thread
[Ciel sends a scandalized look at the discarded pastry first, then at Sebastian.]
I could have eaten that, you know. [It was still hot! You heathen. Let's see if Sebastian will like it if Ciel throws blood on the ground the next chance he gets.] I thought you said we shouldn't waste our resources. And here you are, doing the very thing you've instructed me against. Am I supposed to do what you say, and not what you do then, because I'm warning you now, I'm not that type of learner.