It did not take Sebastian as long as it would have taken an average butler or servant to prepare a meal, wake and serve the young master, and serve the guest after. When Sebastian entered the room with the same cart from before, this time with a different dish, he saw Grell and Mey-Rin folding clothes. Sebastian watched Mey-Rin in disbelief, who was not only folding clothes, but folding clothes correctly. "Mey-Rin?" Sebastian left the cart behind as he entered the room to see if it were true, he looked behind the maid to see the piles of folded garments, none of which had been done incorrectly. "When did you learn to fold? I have tried to teach you before, but I thought that you were incapable of learning." Sebastian paused curiously, in thought, before he turned around and came back in with the cart. He pushed it beside the bed, and began to lift the stacks of folded clothes and place them into the empty basket to make room.
Mey-Rin stood up so that Sebastian had room to sit down, and Sebastian did not hesitate to take her place, he took the tray from the cart and removed the lid to reveal a steaming ham and egg omelette beside two cream-filled crepes that had been flambéed in Grand Marnier liquor to create a thick sugar sauce and topped with fresh raspberries. On a smaller, separate tray there was a small sponge cake baked with raisins and soaked in rum syrup, also known as a baba cake. There was also a prepared tea set on the cart beside the bed. Sebastian smiled, and added unnecessarily, "I apologise that your breakfast was delayed, I do hope that this is acceptable after your wait." Sebastian had become familiar with the proper way to feed another person; he had done so all of yesterday and for dinner the night before yesterday, he did not go too fast or too slow with too much or too little.
As Sebastian fed Grell, Mey-Rin explained to him that Grell had been teaching her to fold clothes, and that it had been the shinigami and not the maid who had folded most of the clothes. When she was finished, Sebastian felt relieved that he would never again have to re-fold all of young master's clothes when Mey-Rin couldn't do it correctly, and told Grell, "Grell, thank you, for teaching Mey-Rin something that I could not. You cannot imagine how much trouble you have saved me." Sebastian did not know what else to say, he wished he knew what he could tell Grell to let him know how grateful he was. It was also surprising, to know that Grell knew how to fold well enough to teach Mey-Rin, he realised that since he had encountered Grell in the market place he had done nothing but surprise him. Sebastian had thought before that Grell was stupid and immature, but recently he had come to discover that Grell was stupid and immature some of the time, but he wasn't stupid and immature all of the time. Sebastian watched with unnatural interest how as he removed the fork from Grell's mouth, that a shining strand of saliva trailed after it before breaking and falling away. He continued watching as Grell chewed his next mouthful in what felt like a trance. He watched with glazed eyes which had reverted to their natural colour, his mouth open, and with an amorous expression. He didn't seem to realise the expression on his face. How humans – Grell especially – intrigued him.
Sebastian finished feeding Grell, and set the tray on the cart. He looked at Mey-Rin, who was watching him curiously. "Mey-Rin, would you take the cart to the kitchen?" Mey-Rin jumped at Sebastian's words, before she nodded frantically. She hurried to load the basket and the folded clothes on the cart, before leaving. Sebastian asked, then, "Grell, do you think that you'd be able to assist me with my duties?" Sebastian wanted Grell near him, for sensible reasons, of course.
If Grell hadn't been so focused on the marvellous meal Sebastian was feeding him, he would have noticed the strange expression on the demon's face. Mey-Rin had though, as she had been observing them – having nothing better to look at – she watched with interest as Grell ate pleasurably, while Sebastian fed and observed the shinigami. The demon stared at him with an expression the maid had never seen on Sebastian before – and she was curious as to what he was thinking about. Mey-Rin was trying to think of solutions when Sebastian suddenly interrupted her thoughts, giving her orders to remove the cart from the room. Mey-Rin rushed out of the room after piling the clothes on the cart.
Grell eyed Sebastian suspiciously as Mey-Rin left the room, he knew that the demon was going to do or say something, so he sat and waited patiently for him to act. The shinigami couldn't help but stare into Sebastian's eyes as they gleamed in their natural colour - the alluring eyes of a demon. He felt slightly uncomfortable under its gaze, why was Sebastian staring at him like that? The shinigami wondered what had influenced his peculiar reaction.
Sebastian asked for Grell's assistance, and the shinigami normally would have been thrilled to assist Sebastian with his duties, but he couldn't switch his attention away from the demon's face. Grell nodded, indicating that he understood - he wanted to ask why Sebastian was looking at him like that, but he wasn't sure if it was wise - as it would hearten whatever emotion the demon was feeling, which could be a bad thing. But the shinigami wasn't the type to hold back curiosity; he broke eye contact with the demon and looked away.
"I'll do my best." Grell picked his Madame Missy doll up and began playing with the frills on her dress, he could feel the demon's eyes on him, hesitating a bit before asking - "May I ask… why you grace me with such a look?" He almost wished he could take back his words, bringing attention upon the subject probably wasn't the best idea - as attention brought along influence and encouragement, the demon had probably wanted to be acknowledged, or he wouldn't have made his emotion so obvious. The vulnerable shinigami could feel a slight dose of fear, trying not to make eye contact with the demon - as he wasn't sure if he wanted to know what his expression was now.