[u][b]Luke Schwarze--Failing at Diplomacy.[/b][/u]

[i]Or we could just skip that entirely.[/i]

His shoulders sagged a little as a muted sigh escaped his lungs. On one hand, he was glad Ciel was fired up in the event his token attempt at negotiations fell through, but on the other?

Well, jumping in and pointing a weapon at them after the offer probably put them on the fast track to reaching that very same conclusion. Seriously, how could they try to claim to be looking for a peaceful way out with a rifle aimed at them?
...
And Jack's knives?
...
A-And his own armored fists?

[i]...I'm not a clever man, am I.[/i]

Doomed from the start to fail, the Eldest of the young Schwarzes resigned himself to the conclusion he'd ran himself into long before even making his (admittedly half-hearted) attempt at turning another direction.

[b]"You alright, Ciel?"[/b] he asked, not taking his eyes off the two in front of them.