[How nice of Sebastian to feed into that stereotype, Ciel giving him a disappointed look that quickly morphs into one of disgust. Ugh. How vile. He hadn't thought about the soles of their shoes.]
Perhaps I'll allow you to strain and sanitize it first then.
[See how magnanimous he's being? So magnanimous that he'll remove himself from this sugar mini-lake so that Sebastian can get started immediately but instead, nearly falls flat on his face (and would have if not for the grip Sebastian has on his wrist, his other hand latching onto Sebastian's forearm for balance) when he tries to take a step.]
Sebastian! My feet! They won't move! [Surely chocolate can't do that, can it?!]