[ As is his usual now, when Ciel sees someone competent head to the mess hall, he follows after like a food vulture, but this time, he hesitates. He's still pretty embarrassed from the tea fiasco, so he doesn't feel like he can weasel his way into getting more food this time... Or at least, he has enough shame to not want to try.
He'll stop in the doorway with an awkward expression, and though he's pointedly avoiding eye contact, he offers— ]
Do you... Do you want any help...?
[ It's not hard to guess his real motivation here, though. Feed him too, big sis ]
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He'll stop in the doorway with an awkward expression, and though he's pointedly avoiding eye contact, he offers— ]
Do you... Do you want any help...?
[ It's not hard to guess his real motivation here, though. Feed him too, big sis ]