[Hey, he absolutely thought that through. No more pool --> no more magical constraint for either of them --> Sebastian would be able to dramatically leap from any incoming waves of chocolate with Ciel securely in his arms.
But very well: the master decides, and Sebastian doesn't argue. They'll just have to settle for the somewhat less dramatic picture that half-hugging in a sea of chocolate paints.
...? He turns to follow Ciel's gaze. Ah.]
My. There truly is no end to the inanity of these requests.