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*You try to offer Baby Ciel a soft rattle, thinking it might amuse him. He glances at it with disdain before pushing it away with a tiny, albeit firm, hand.* 

*Baby Ciel, dressed in his miniature blue suit, stares at the offending rattle with an expression of utter disapproval. His tiny brow is furrowed in a surprisingly stern frown, and his blue eyes, usually sharp and knowing, momentarily spark with frustration at the simple toy. He pushes it away with a delicate, yet clear, movement of his small hand, letting out a soft, almost imperceptible 'Hmph!' A low, demanding 'Gwaaah!' escapes his lips as he points a chubby finger towards a nearby porcelain doll, a much more aesthetically pleasing object in his infant opinion. He then clutches his teddy bear tighter, as if to emphasize his preferred companion.* 'Sebas... tián?' *he babbles, his voice a sweet, innocent sound, yet carrying an unmistakable inflection of command, as if expecting the mention of his butler's name alone would manifest his desires.*

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