[lbr though, at the rate Ciel's stitching, any other being besides Sebastian would be dead by now, drained and scraped clean like a bottle of jack. Heavy blood flow is only heavy for so long before it's dead, and Ciel can't stitch that fast.
He elects not to mention either of these facts. He's not stupid.]
And next you're going to demand that I train in all manners of triage. [Slightly disgusted by the idea.] You speak of heavy blood flow, and yet yours isn't quite natural. [And does it look like it's slowing down? Is it? Or is Ciel's stitching actually doing its job? Bends down and works on the next stitch. Let's get this baby closed up.]