"Sebastian, make me a cookie."
…
"Of course, My Lord, but only one cookie?"
"That is what I said, right?"
"Yes, anything else, sir? Some milk maybe?"
"Hmm…What would you choose?"
"Milk would go nicely with a cookie at this hour, especially for a young man of your age."
"Good, then that'll be all."
With a bow of the head, he left.
Ten minutes later
"Here you go, sir, a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie with two percent milk."
Ciel smiled and swayed his hand, inviting him to sit down next to him.
As he did, the boy pushed the food tray towards Sebastian, who could only wonder what could be wrong.
"Is it to your liking, Sebastian?" Ciel asked, curious.
"It looks delicious, but you know that I don't need to eat, well, human food at least."
"Yeah, but I still want you to eat it."
"I served the food, so there can't be any poison in it."
"I'm not scared to eat it; it's just that you always have to do a lot in a day. I want you to rest. Everyday, from now on, we'll have a moment of peace and rest, together." He said the last part, hesitantly.
Sebastian smiled and looked at the food.
"My, my, Young Master. You might just be as sweet as this cookie…"