"Ugh, did you see that? Did you see the gall of those fools?' Sugilite's voice rumbled like an impending storm. He paced restlessly across the opulent room, his robes swishing behind him.

"Aventurine, of all people," he spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "That insufferable, emerald-green..thing. They actually voted to keep him?" He hissed.

"Do you know what this means? It means that I have to deal with him. I have to keep him alive, keep him safe. I have to tolerate his presence!"