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[There's a noticeable pause once she comes close enough to see his face clearly--it lasts only a moment, but it's unlikely to escape his notice. A slight bit of melancholy tinges her smile; yet another person with enough of a resemblance to Ciel and his father to provoke a reaction.]
[then, cheerily, as if nothing had occurred] Likewise! [waves airily] I've no real preference.