[Hardly. At least he has less ~precious people~ than Sebastian has ~precious cats~.]
I'm naturally gifted.
[Said drily enough that it's not clear whether he's sarcastic or serious. And then grudgingly adds (because say whatever anyone wants about their situation, they're still stuck):]
I suppose you are, too. [The wavers and then shrinks a little. Ciel frowns down at the chocolate in disapproval. How dare this place question his talents?]