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Ciel sighed in relief as the last guest to the inn burst through the wall to safety. The inn would probably be completely burned to the ground in a few minutes, but everyone was safe. Pulling himself out of the white haired man's grip, Ciel landed gracefully on the ground, taking a moment to wipe the ash and soot from his hair. Quickly he checked his bag for his journal. He had left most of his notes behind, but as long as his journal was safe, most of his discoveries would not be lost. It was shame that the man pulled them out so early. There were good intentions behind his actions, but with just a little more time, perhaps the inn could have been saved. The odds would obviously be against Ciel in this, but he had a talent for shifting the odds in his favor.
He sighed. It would be no use wondering about the past like this. All he could do is learn from it for the future. The man's intentions were good, and that was what mattered.
"Thanks for pulling us out." Ciel smiled gently, "Please don't let go of the elf though; I need to talk to her later."
Turning towards the crowd of recovering inn guests, Ciel walked over to the man who kicked through the inn wall. Even though he was the last one out, he was in surprising good shape.
"Are you alright?" Ciel put his hand on the man's shoulder, subtly channeling as much healing energy as he could into both the man, and the crowd. There didn't look like there were any major injuries, but perhaps he would still be able to help, even just a little.....