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[A smooth, sedulous voice answers:]

You have reached Claude Faustus, butler to the Earl Alois Trancy. How may I be of service?

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[Claude smiles just as carefully.] I'll take your speechlessness as a compliment, [he says, once he's satisfied with watching the progression of Hannah's emotions away from despair. It should be strange to be some hateful creature that's so invested in hope, but he never feels better than getting to feed off the happiness of another. Living vicariously, he enjoys Hannah's gratitude and relief as if it were his own. He won't have any exhilaration to know as his own until he gets confirmation that his threads are still wrapped tightly around Alois, when Alois is reacting in just the way that he should be.

After all, there's always a chance of failure for an Alois that spent nine months without him. By now, Claude thinks he knows enough to anticipate what Alois will do about the coming crossroads. Even without intervening, with just letting things flow, Claude is sure Alois would still reject Jack's generous but ill-informed offer. Perhaps Alois would warm up to it with enough loving cajoling, but Claude's intervention will make sure nothing like that can happen.

In the meantime, he turns his head toward her after the kiss, which was familiar for how chaste and dreamlike it seemed. They've undoubtedly shared similar sweet sentiments in nirvana. He thinks about them, and there, and his family, and all he's decided he'd like to protect.

Oh, her words. What she's saying about being careful.]

Would you really claim that you're worried? [He sounds curious, for real. There are so few people who have cared about his welfare over thousands of years. The most prominent at present would be his human master, who had to be forced into a certain dependency--if Claude feels too self-aware of his own evil, Alois doesn't count as caring due to the coercion. It might be that Hannah only cares for him by proxy. It might be that is good enough for him anymore, so he breathes in and says,] I'm not going to make a mistake, [while nudging into her cheek with his nose. It's a weirdly affectionate, doglike gesture, but they are just semi-wild animals at the end of the day.

Simultaneously and slowly, he settles one hand over her flat stomach, where he can feel the suppressor's womb and the sword that resides inside it.]

Besides, Jack Vessalius hasn't the faintest idea what would destroy me is right in front of him.

[He kisses her cheek back, then, softly stroking the spot with the admiration it deserves. No matter how poorly he treats the sheath, he has and always will revere the weapon. It's not often you get to wield something that is known for its influence in godly legends.]

I promise you, [he murmurs into her ear,] that His Highness' convictions will become Luca Macken's. Our family will remain intact because of it; neither of them will be taken away from you.

[The only unknown variable is how this will affect Alois' relationship with Ciel, who has already agreed to Jack's proposal and was so convinced that Alois would concede.]

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[It's all very heartwarming, really. For a moment, Hannah recalls them being this unified in Nirvana. Recalls discussion and equality and being on the same side of things. She recalls a lot of things, sometimes because she is so terribly afraid of forgetting. She leans into him and she is aware of the implications of the touch, but Hannah has never minded being a weapon for the sake of Alois Trancy. Jack Vessalius will not learn of Laevateinn from Hannah's mouth, not by her own convictions.

But really - Hannah is just relieved that Luca will not be taken from her. Relieved and satisfied and she places a hand over Claude's. She's relieved but she is worried. Because while Laevateinn is within herself, Hannah is aware there are angels in this city. There are things beyond them and Hannah cares, after all. Her fingers curl around his hand and she turns her head to face him as much she can and lowers her voice on instinct.]

Jack is not the only man or being in this city who cares about or Master. I trust you and your precision, but- [and at that she pulls her head from his and raises raises her hand to rest against his cheek.] Caring for you - for all of you - also means that I worry for you.

I'm simply asking to ask for help of you need it, and keep a clear head.

[Which, Hannah doesn't doubt entirely, but it feels better just to say it.]

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[One of Claude's highest priorities is to catalogue and keep track of every holy and/or powerful construct that might seek to end him and his own. Thus far, it doesn't look like anyone but Jack Vessalius is willing to tango, which is as much disappointing as it is a relief. Claude is eager to prove himself by protecting his ill-gotten family; he wants to have actions to back up uncharacteristic, valiant intentions. Demons aren't meant to be so sociable in the long run--probably from some decree of the Father's--but Claude is feeling kind of rebellious this morning.

Hannah's hand is on his cheek, though, so he turns and presses his mouth to her palm with his lips only parted a little. Compared to her, he feels much colder, like he's ice and she's water--he's beginning to thaw from being this close. Eyelids lower than usual, he seems alluring in an eerily intense way, especially when his lips form soundless words that might be have faith.

Then, before he can corrupt her dark, perfect fingers with his tongue, he turns away from her and smiles at her again.]

Repeating my mistakes is something I'm very invested in avoiding. [He's so pleased with himself after that, honestly. To gain Hannah's support is like getting a blank cheque for pure strength. Exhilaration!] If our master is to become a battleground, then the last thing I'll be is unprepared to defend him.

[He shifts and leans forward until he can reach and grab one of the NVs sitting on the glass table. The device is plain and plainly shaped, unlike most models that Newcomers arrive with, but anonymity is the point of this one. Returning to her, he takes her hand and pushes the NV into it, in extra-firm ceremony, as if handing off a talisman against evil.]

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