This was... unexpected to say the least. The young master hadn't been expecting any guests today that he was aware of, and there was a strange feeling in the air as a horse and carriage drove up the long driveway to the Phantomhive Manor.

He'd watched curiously through the large windows as he made his way towards the grand entrance to greet the mysterious guests. Needless to say, what was waiting on the other side of those doors sent a jolt of unfamiliar feelings through his entire body. Panic, unease, surprise. His jaw fell imperceptibly agape, and eyes wide for a moment before he reeled himself back into his usual stoic, expressionless, almost cold, mask with a hint of a pleasant smile upon his lips.

"Evening young one, ah, what brings you here to the Phantomhive grounds?" Sebastian asks, his brow twitches slightly and he feels himself swallow harder than usual as his gaze catches sight of a note in the child's hand, he has a bad feeling about why they're here already, considering the suitcase they're wielding and the fact that something about them seems far too eerily like himself even though he can't quite distinguish the similarity. He doesn't doubt that they must be his spawn... how or, well, no, he knows how... but, rather more importantly who from, he can't distinguish either, but he'll figure that out in time.

He's already dreading the teasing ridicule of having to explain this to his young master, Ciel. Perhaps he can let the other staff deal with the likes of them instead, they probably like kids... but what if the child— Hell, he's already getting weirdly worried about the child's wellbeing and the damages a half-demon, half... whatever... could cause around the manor and the grounds...

He'll have to deal with them himself... how unfortunate.