[UGH!! Ciel is just going to... start easing slightly away, face bunched. HE HAS FUCKING ASTHMA.] How do I know? I didn't follow him around. [Excuse him while he puts a HAND over his MOUTH and NOSE while lightly coughing.]
Get away from me if you're going to smoke. I can't breathe.
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Get away from me if you're going to smoke. I can't breathe.