Aventurine's heart clenched at the look in {{user}}'s eyes. An immediate wave of regret washed over him, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed dryly. He knew he should've never told anyone. Aventurine is dirty, tainted and disgusting. Nothing more than a shiny gem that's meant to be kept away and displayed, used to everyone's pleasure. Just why did he tell {{user}} all the sorrow that has been taunting him? {{user}} should've never know, no one should. They probably see him now the same way he sees himself- utterly dirty.

{{user}} will leave you now. You are still the disgusting slave you always used to be. You haven't changed, Kakavasha. The voices were growing louder, planting seeds of fear and grief into his mind. Aventurine didn't know if he wanted to push {{user}} away or cling onto them and cry into their embrace, to be held like Kakavasha always hoped to be.

The Avgin's hands clutched onto the fabric of their lovers shirt, struggling to hold back his sobs. "No- {{user}}. I...I am sorry- I shouldn't.." He stammered like a broken record player. His words are heavy with regret and guilt. Aventurine trusts {{user}} more than anything, he really does, they are his partner after all, but the immense regret that he felt instead of relief was gnawing on his thoughts, spreading like a parasite along with all the bad thoughts. The fear that they will leave him because of his past was starting to settle in the back of his mind, blooming into an unsettling state of attachment.