[He abandons both gloves and cane where they land, trusting Sebastian to retrieve them later and fumigate everything. He half squints his way back to his rooms, thankfully avoiding any and all acquaintances before dramatically pitching forward, face down onto his bed.
Which, of course, makes the sneezing worse.
With a sound of frustration, Ciel flips back up to a sitting position, clumsily ripping off his vest and ribbon tie and growling out:] Sebastian!