"...I don't know what I mean," Marisa replied honestly as she watched Ciel work on her leg, drawing in pained breaths and twitching in response to an unfortunate prod or cleansing solution.

"So you think... do you think it's something tangible even if only in a metaphysical way or just... something else." She rubbed her face and looked away for a bit. "Like can it be stolen in... where you're from?"