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[late on the 18th]

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[It's been a few days since both Axl and Zero had vanished, with only a vague understanding that one of them might reappear. It wasn't the first time someone had disappeared from the house, but since Zero was the glue that was holding them all there, his absence, even for how unobtrusive he normally was, was definitely being felt by the inhabitants, and the general emotional effects in the house were not particularly pleasant.

Such as it was, Ciel mostly kept to herself for those early days, keeping her reading attempts to her own room and passively keeping her distance from the increasingly smelly Pascal, a hint left in the form of a basket of clean clothes at the door to the basement lab from time to time, though Ciel still tended to struggle with the washing machine, not having yet improved it to her satisfaction.

Although the house had been relatively quiet, it was hard not to miss the sounds of hard work happening in the lab, and eventually Ciel makes up her mind to go back down there--she hadn't really been pressed into assisting, and her curiosity coupled with a need for a distraction led her down there, with a tentative tray offering of her attempt at putting together a very crisp grilled cheese sandwich with a banana on the side.

Knocking was a courtesy-- they shared the space after all-- but she opened the door afterward, herself, starting to make her way down into the -- not quite an abyss, though Ciel was almost afraid as to what the state of the place would be now after her days of avoiding it for her own health reasons.]

Pascal...? I thought you might want to eat...

[She feels so very uncertain about this.]