[ Action! ]

[There's a single moment there when his eyes widen at the unexpected company and Sebastian takes a step backward, lowering the unnecessary device.

[But then his expression sobers, settling into an undeniable look of distaste. How inconvenient]

Hardly.

[Grell certainly has a knack for standing in his way, though Sebastian fails to grasp why the Death God still persists in this unsavory manner, when the only thing he has after wanted from him was to kill him swiftly and move on.

[More's the pity]

I have work to do. [See? Another entirely unromantic greeting. Doesn't that ruin the mood a bit?]