"POISON IVY?" Grell shrieked. "Get it off!" he quickly got up from the pit and started to run around desperately trying to scratch his back and getting the leaves out of his clothes. "It's already off," Ciel rolled his eyes, "you're just being obnoxious." Grell stopped in mid-run to glare at the eye-patched boy, "I have better things to do then be-"he walked backwards to a tree and picked up a nearby stick, "hearing you're petty combats. So off with you Ciel." He pointed the sharp end of the branch directly at the boy. "Put you're pathetic reaping tool down." "This is not my reaping tool!" he defied loudly. "Whatever, you probably would've gotten demoted to an even lower tool anyway." Ciel smirked. Grell let out a huff. "Listen, have you seen a murderer by the name of Clarence Blure?" he asked.
"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't"
"I need direct answers. Yes or no."
"Yes and no."
Ciel mentally face palmed. "Do you at least know the general direction of where he is?"
"Possibly."
Ciel glanced at Sebastian and gave a small nod. "Grell, my master acquires some assistance in finding this man. Would you be able to suffice to tell us a broad direction of where he might be?" Sebastian stepped a bit closer to the itching shinigami and offered a small smile. "Hmm..." Grell pretended to think over, although his act wasn't going very well considering he was using a twig as a back scratcher. "I think I saw him go over on the East side of the forest." Grell looked at Sebastian playfully. "I might need help trying to refresh my memory."
"No that's good enough." Ciel quickly replied, "Sebastian, pack everything, we're moving eastward."
"Yes, my lord." Sebastian bowed and quickly went to camp packing everything uniformly; neat and tidy. Grell looked disappointed. "Are you sure you don't want any other details?" "Will you tell them for free?" Ciel asked icily. "No, nothing is ever free." "Then there's your answer." Ciel looked away and called Sebastian. "Whatever, I have better things to do then listen to your petty combats, child." Grell growled displeased. In an instant he disappeared.
It was the late afternoon by the time they set up camp…again. Sebastian set up everything perfectly and made a parfait of nearby fruit. "Here my lord, fresh fruit sliced to fit your tastes." He handed him the platter of appetizing colorful fruits. "Again?" Ciel questioned, "I thought you would learn by last time." "Only if you learned that by refusing to eat healthy will make you be attacked by lemurs." Sebastian retorted. Ciel glared and picked up the platter.
