*Alois, the broken boy he was, could only fall to his hands and knees in front of Ciel. Tears streamed down his face like a river. His body shook softly as he weakly clenched his fists. His eyes widened as a pair of arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. "Don't cry. Everything will be just fine." The younger earl said, a hand rested on the blonds head as he felt lips pressed against it, "you'll be fine with me.". Alois continued to cry, only stable enough to stutter "L..Luca..."*