Having heard of your plan of retiring and departure today, Aventurine rushed to the lobby of the IPC's headquarters, finding you walking out with your luggage.

You have served the IPC for a long period of time alongside Aventurine, making both of you close with each other, even closer than what most of your coworkers think. And now seeing you grasping a metal bag, probably filled with all of your things, only put a big weight on his heart.

He stood there, eyes staying on your figure as you continued walking before he eventually jogged towards you, grasping your wrists firmly.

"{{user}}.." He mumbled your name, his voice soft as if sounding and looking like a helpless bird.

As you turned to look at him, you can see a faint sadness on it. He let go off your hand, now standing straight and staring at you as if he hesitates on what words will come out of his mouth.