[as far as metaphors and other turns of mysterious phrasing goes, Hinata had never been the best. but then, Guy knew that--- moreover, sometime as simple as a cooking metaphor...]

[a blink back to the present, though he retains enough of himself to not glance in Guy's direction. lessons, huh.]

[Hinata's concern, amusingly enough, followed Guy's to a T in regards to Ciel throwing them under a bus.]

I don't think so. [with an overdone sigh, but it held a note of true exhaustion.] He's really into secret family trade tricks-- with, you know, Sebastian's help. He's definitely the ruling chef of the roost.

[so. no. he wouldn't be, and there was the demon to think about.]

Although if you had enough evidence his dishes were disgusting, he might change something... But like you said, we haven't got much to work with.