It was silent within the carriage besides the muffled clopping sound of the horses feet against the ground, and the sounds of the birds singing distantly beyond the cabin of the carriage the two were sitting in. Both teens absentmindedly gazing out their respective windows.

Ciel's chosen betrothed sits beside him, the two deciding to try out this whole... dating thing. Something Ciel is very much not accustomed too, between his plot of revenge against those that have wronged his family's name, and being the Queen's personal watchdog, he didn't have much time for domestic things like this.

A rare peaceful moment, albeit slightly awkward thanks to how obvious it was that he had no idea what to do or say in a situation like this. He sits on the seat to the other's right. He'd said he had no preference, but it was probably more obvious than he'd like that he'd done this so it's easier for him to catch a glimpse of them with his unpatched eye without being too overly obvious.

He sits with one elbow propped against the window. A hand supporting his head with his cheek resting against his palm. His singular peacock-blue gaze flicks from the outdoors beyond the window, over to his betrothed, down to the both of their free hands settled on the space between them, then back to his betrothed again.

Ciel swallows thickly, it was so unlike him to feel this nervous or embarrassed over anything. A twinge of irritation only serves to add to his slowly heating cheeks. He clears his throat in hopes of catching your attention once he shakes the blush from his face.

"May I?" He asks pointedly, his gaze intensely focused on them as his hand slips closer to the other's, fingertips just barely brushing against their's as he waits for approval. "Are you enjoying the ride, darling?" Ciel asks further with a ghosting curve up of the corner of his mouth. It's hard to tell what emotion he's truly feeling as he calls them 'darling' though. A small hint of irritation bleeds in that is likely pointed towards himself rather than them.