( Aventurine, having seen that Ratio was safe at the end of battle, only approaches him once they've been resettled and allowed to seek out those they're sharing rooms with. Not only are the aftereffects of whatever the hell Silco slipped him just fading, but there's the fact he has to see Ratio when they both know what they've lost.
Stupid cats. He should never have insisted on bringing them back and making them feel at home. They'd probably still be alive if they weren't--
Aventurine grits his teeth, sets his shoulders, and finds Ratio getting ready for his usual bath. There's something hollow in Aventurine's eyes, the grin he flashes to Ratio -- enough that could easily be called out on, should the other man wish. It's habit at this point, rather than a desire to keep Ratio an arm's length away. At least not for this. )
wildcard/regroup.
Stupid cats. He should never have insisted on bringing them back and making them feel at home. They'd probably still be alive if they weren't--
Aventurine grits his teeth, sets his shoulders, and finds Ratio getting ready for his usual bath. There's something hollow in Aventurine's eyes, the grin he flashes to Ratio -- enough that could easily be called out on, should the other man wish. It's habit at this point, rather than a desire to keep Ratio an arm's length away. At least not for this. )
Open to some company, Ratio?