"Papa takes all the fun out of architecture."
For perhaps half a second, something dangerously close to amusement flickered across Sebastian's face, seeing how his single blue eye twitched with the faintest hint of suppressed amusement.
"Indeed."
He extended one large, scarred hand toward her.
"Come with me, my lady. I shall show you around the Grand Gallery."
Seraphina immediately grabbed his index finger with both hands.
Sebastian's finger was nearly as thick as her wrist, her grip warm and trusting, and began to trot happily alongside him down the sprawling, blueberry-carpeted hallway.
She looked at it. Then at him.
"You have very big fingers."
"I am aware."
"Do they get tired?"
"No."
"Can you pick up a cow?"
Sebastian paused.
"...Probably."
Seraphina's eyes widened.
"You're definitely a giant."
"I am merely a man, My Lady." Sebastian replied stoically.
"You don't look like a normal man, Butler."
She giggled as they started walking.
