[Soubi opens the smallest one first. A decorative box painted in iridescent blues and greens peeks up at him through the paper. A smile warms his face as he carefully peels the rest of the paper off and frees the box. Slowly, carefully, as if afraid to break something delicate, he opens the box. The two small butterflies glow bright and polished silver.

He looks up at Ritsuka in surprise. He's touched, and he doesn't know how to express it. He's never been given a gift by a master. Punishment and pain: that is the only kind of treatment Soubi knows how to react to. Kindness, the treatment of a servant like him as a human being... He has no idea what to do.]