[ There's an almost immediate series of assessments that take place as Sebastian looks at her. His attention is never truly divided, but rather, he can take in many different pieces almost simultaneously. So he notices many details about her. He sees her state first and foremost, the dirt and the hunger showing to him most clearly, but there are other, more proper parts he notices too. Her dress is unfit for a young lady of her status, certainly, but also, her hair is quite a bit longer. It's much more the length it was when they had first met and that, in itself, isn't possible. It's a small detail, and yet it's one that piques Sebastian's curiosity the most clearly.
But he can be patient, at least somewhat. He imagines the reason for that will reveal itself rather quickly, so rather than focus outwardly on that, there is the much more obvious facade of the dutiful butler to uphold. He quickly rushes to her side and kneels next to her (—and my, she really is filthy, he thinks), and there's a clear concern on his face. ]
How— [ He starts, though it's a false one. He places a hand on her shoulder lightly, almost as if he's unsure whether it's proper, but he imagines that hesitation will carry the proper sort of impression for what he's going for. ]
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But he can be patient, at least somewhat. He imagines the reason for that will reveal itself rather quickly, so rather than focus outwardly on that, there is the much more obvious facade of the dutiful butler to uphold. He quickly rushes to her side and kneels next to her (—and my, she really is filthy, he thinks), and there's a clear concern on his face. ]
How— [ He starts, though it's a false one. He places a hand on her shoulder lightly, almost as if he's unsure whether it's proper, but he imagines that hesitation will carry the proper sort of impression for what he's going for. ]
My goodness, it is you.