"For lunch master we have roasted pork tenderloin with a truffle souffle and a balsamic reduction." I lay it before him. 

He nods. He starts eating it. 

"Sebastian, what happened last night? I heard noises." He asks.

"I am terribly sorry master." I say.

"Was it Lucifer?" He asks. 

"Yes." I nod.

"Why do you put up with him?" He asks.  

"I've been putting up with him for centuries." I say.

"Do you ever think of escaping him?" He asks.

I stop. Have I? I can't possibly think of escaping him. I've been a demon for about four hundred years. There's no way I change. Or... can I? I have gotten rather sick of him. Ever since the song and how he hurts me, but I've gotten so used to it.  

"I haven't really." I say.

He turns and returns to eating.

"Ciel!" Lady Elizabeth burst through the doors.

"Elizabeth!" Ciel yells in surprise.

"Are you hungry milady?" I ask.

"Well yes actually. I wouldn't mind a bit of food." She says.

I sit her down and I offer her a plate of the same thing.

"What's going on why are you here?" I ask.

"My father's becoming a Satanist!" She cries.

My eyes widen. 

"What??" Ciel asks. 

"I saw him muttering in strange words. I saw him drawing a pentagram!" Lady Elizabeth cried. 

Tears streamed down her face, and she ate like a famished pig. She ate depressed. My eyes narrow. Oh Lucifer, why do you do this? I shall hope I can get him to see reason. I put the silverware down. 

"Sebastian." Ciel looks at me.

"I'll take care of it." I say.