[Is Sebastian seriously suggesting that his soul gives off waves of chocolate vibes when he desires it? Absurdly enough, he briefly pictures Sebastian, downstairs in the kitchen being pelted by invisible bars of chocolate as he stirs the content of a pot.
...How ridiculously odd.
And very indicative of how little he knows about Sebastian and his dealings with souls. Grumbles:] I'm not a plaything for you to puzzle out. What's so difficult to understand about me? Just perform admirably and devote yourself completely to my cause and once that's complete, you can have my soul.
[How much simpler can it get to understanding? Although, come to think of it...]
Our Contract...? [Ciel glances at the floor in thought and after a few moments, decides that the information is too important to leave unasked. He turns and faces Sebastian, head tilting at an angle.] Are you able to break it? [And more importantly] If you wanted to, could you eat me without fulfilling it?