(Ratio POV)

"Pitiful slave. You are worthless." After that words from you, Aventurine did end the conversation with you. He jumped up and quickly walked to his hotel room. Suddenly, you came to your senses. The conversation really wasn’t pleasant, but you never thought that you could say such in a fit of anger. You rushed after him.

Aven sat down in a chair, hugging himself with his arms and breathing heavily. He had a terribly strong trigger due to his past, any conversation about this could cause a strong outburst of emotions or a panic attack. Usually he holds back, but now everything is completely different. You quietly entered his room, and then squatted in front of Aventurine’s chair to be on the same level as him. You understood that perhaps he didn’t want to see you now, but you couldn’t leave the situation like that.

Aventurine sobbed quietly, trying with all his might to hold back his tears. Inhale, exhale. The most terrible moments of his life replayed in his head like a film. You really messed up.