Gingerly replacing the (empty) cup back onto the saucer, Ciel draws to her feet before tucking the chair back beneath the table. She should get back herself, they've already left the fields unattended for long enough.
"Thank you for your time. Please excuse me."
With a low and polite bow, she withdraws without further ado. The door closes with a soft click behind her, and she thinks of what to write to Howl on her way back to the training field. A letter would be ideal, or at the very least, her best shot at trying to communicate anything to him without straining the situation any further. What will ultimately come out of this will be up to the wizarding men, but this much at least she can do, so she has to make sure that she does it well.
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Gingerly replacing the (empty) cup back onto the saucer, Ciel draws to her feet before tucking the chair back beneath the table. She should get back herself, they've already left the fields unattended for long enough.
"Thank you for your time. Please excuse me."
With a low and polite bow, she withdraws without further ado. The door closes with a soft click behind her, and she thinks of what to write to Howl on her way back to the training field. A letter would be ideal, or at the very least, her best shot at trying to communicate anything to him without straining the situation any further. What will ultimately come out of this will be up to the wizarding men, but this much at least she can do, so she has to make sure that she does it well.