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[ Okay, he lied. It took him four minutes to get there. Tsk. Sloppy, sloppy.
But somehow, his master's appearance doesn't really surprise him. Alois Trancy, always such a dandy no matter the circumstances. Though he has to admit the boy looks good. He'd always known how to look good, after all, even without his help. Despite his own personal frustration that he wasn't maggot food by now, old habit has him approaching the boy to smooth his shirt down, perhaps fix his hair just so, get him to be far more presentable.
At least he could handle himself without a butler better than Ciel. Ah, Ciel.
...where were we again? Oh, yes.
There's a sigh as he crouches down to the boy's level, cupping his cheek to meet his gaze. His own is unreadable though, save for the lack of warmth and similarity to someone checking out his next meal. Never you mind. Now that he's here, Alois will be getting proper food in him.]