[Undressing someone is, for the most part, something he's unused to himself. At seven, he had to learn to clothe a five-year-old, but he was seven and dressing his little brother and himself was an untidy, and often not completely correct endeavor. He's unbuckled trousers or nice shirts and jackets, in other, darker circumstances, but was rarely ever able to get far enough to pull the article off. For two years after he was eight, someone (or some someones) were forcing him into clothes, much like they forced him to eat, and only to keep the cold off him. He can't recall faces, everything is fuzzy from that time.
Claude's been dressing and undressing him since he was eleven, and even at eleven-year-old Alois' prickling that he can do it himself, insisted because that's how is for nobility. All of this, obviously, isn't worth explaining in the light of their situation now. If he had refused, saying he's not meant to undress someone like a common servant, he'd be strangled, or Miyuki.
He easily works the pants down to ankles, descending himself into a very quick, prim squat so as not to have to bend to get them there.]
Sit? [A gentle request.] I'll be able to get them all the way off then. I'll get new underwear, after.
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Claude's been dressing and undressing him since he was eleven, and even at eleven-year-old Alois' prickling that he can do it himself, insisted because that's how is for nobility. All of this, obviously, isn't worth explaining in the light of their situation now. If he had refused, saying he's not meant to undress someone like a common servant, he'd be strangled, or Miyuki.
He easily works the pants down to ankles, descending himself into a very quick, prim squat so as not to have to bend to get them there.]
Sit? [A gentle request.] I'll be able to get them all the way off then. I'll get new underwear, after.