[So that's not a 'No' to either question. And suddenly, their power balance has precariously shifted in Sebastian's favor again. Or at least, Ciel admits after a moment, it hasn't so much shifted as Ciel's finally become aware of a hidden weight on the scale that's been meticulously kept from him.
If he wasn't so involved in this, he'd admire Sebastian for his underhanded play.
No. Too late. Admiring is happening. Well played, Sebastian. But don't think he won't even the scales, once you're back on your feet. In fact, why not start on leveling the playing field now?]
Sebastian [you sly dog his eyes seem to say, as he slowly slides off the string of his eye patch] this is an Order. I Order you to eat my soul, [and a minor, almost masochistic pause to see what Sebastian will do before he finishes the rest of his command...]