[Sebastian remembers to bring Ciel's cane but not the new cat toy? Thank heavens for small mercies at least.
And thank goodness that the kitten is "downwind" for most of the time until this point, so no, Ciel's not going to sneeze yet. Though if his nose is running a tiny bit, he's chalking it up to his earlier disdain and how he just wants to sniff disapproval in Sebastian's direction. A very handy tool for aristocrats, that.
...wait. Ciel stops in his tracks as the train wreck that's been their conversation for the past five minutes runs through his head again, though whether Sebastian's brain has rebooted enough for him to not crash into Ciel is uncertain. Either way, he shoots Sebastian a suspicious look over his shoulder, already breaking out in hives just from his new thought.]
Did you say: again? Sebastian. You wouldn't, by any chance, be running an illegal kitty ring, would you? [This isn't the first feline he's caught Sebastian having an illicit affair with.]