[The intention was to only be checking on the state of the body like before.
Even with Veronica throwing the first punch to the glass, it isn't enough forewarning to escape unscathed. He starts to bark, "Don't!" as a spiderweb of cracks split the glass, but Veronica throws the next punch before he can either speak or back up far enough away.
Glass catches him across the brow and forehead, bringing a wave of strange heat rather than pain. It only hurts when he jerks his hand up against his head, and when he brings it away, his fingers are covered in blood. The wound oozes without stopping, slow but steady, pouring over the black eyepatch and beneath it.
Surprisingly, Ciel seems more angry than upset or scared.]
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Even with Veronica throwing the first punch to the glass, it isn't enough forewarning to escape unscathed. He starts to bark, "Don't!" as a spiderweb of cracks split the glass, but Veronica throws the next punch before he can either speak or back up far enough away.
Glass catches him across the brow and forehead, bringing a wave of strange heat rather than pain. It only hurts when he jerks his hand up against his head, and when he brings it away, his fingers are covered in blood. The wound oozes without stopping, slow but steady, pouring over the black eyepatch and beneath it.
Surprisingly, Ciel seems more angry than upset or scared.]