The island looked uninhabited, save for the local fauna. That probably meant it was hiding some kind of unholy creature within it's depths just waiting to consume whoever dared to step foot on the landscape. At least Ciel had run into enough trouble on these islands already to be expecting such a scenario.

"Tch- what a waste of valuable time.." He scoffed, turning to head back in the direction of his ship when a strange sound caught his attention. Not too far from here- something was stirring in the underbrush.. and making the most awful racket. Holding up his journal he left a message with the crew before going to investigate. This way if he was detained they'd know to come and collect him.

He slowly made his way around the obstacles blocking his view. Twinkling in the glittering sunlight was......................... honestly, something Ciel couldn't identify. Near the thing was a little girl?

"Pardon me," He started with just to alert her to his presence. ".... but.... just what are you doing?" It looked a little ridiculous.... okay.. it looked very ridiculous. Was she an island resident or a refugee like them? There should be time enough to ask, from the look of things.