( Aventurine, from where he’s resting in bed, browsing the new forum, does not look up from his display at the roar. He simply shoves a foot against Ratio’s leg, and then casually says, with very little malice: )

Ratio. If you find yourself on the business end of that kaiju’s incredibly oversized foot I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive you. Nor will I be able to stop myself from strangling you after, just to make sure you’ve truly perished.