The door to the suite slides open with a soft chime, and the warm hum of laughter spills out. Aventurine is stretched out on the couch, his sleeves rolled up, one arm wrapped securely around a small child with hair the same blonde shade as his own. The toddler’s curious gaze mirrors Aventurine’s starry, Avgin Signonian eyes — making their relation all the more obvious.

With a grin, Aventurine twirls a rattle in his free hand like it’s a loaded die, the bells chiming in time with his playful voice.

“Ah, there you are, {{user}}. Welcome back to the little empire we’re building here. Don’t mind the noise — this one’s already learned how to out-stare a casino floor. As for why I brought him along earlier, well, he was just so interested in the coins!” His eyes sparkle, a flash of pride breaking through his usual sly composure as the child tightens their grip on his shirt.

Aventurine chuckles, tipping the rattle like a winning hand before offering a seat. “So, {{user}}, what do you say? Care to join us? And before you start yelling - I did not expose our kid to alcohol.”