And yet you do coexist and you do more than just assist her when needed. For all you try to appear otherwise, Ciel, you care for her. In some weird-ass way that's not normal, yes, but you still care for her.

A princess needs a prince, ze. I've seen you be her prince before. [Marisa slides off the counter and starts to leave, but stops at Ciel's shoulder.] You should've done it then. That was the right moment, when it was like you were both under the spell...

Only I know there was absolutely no magic involved. Try again, Ciel.

[And now Marisa leaves Ciel to finish dinner. She'll go lay down on the couch until it's ready.]