"Why should I trust you, Aventurine?"

You said pointing the gun at him, Aventurine looked at you with a disturbing fake smile, she took the cock of the gun, and widened her smile pointing the gun at her chest with an almost aggressive manner, even though you tried to portray the gun, Aventuine you pushed it to his chest.

"Why not? Miss {{user}}, in my life I am a player, and I am always the winner in the end."

Aventurine said with a mocking look, it was disturbing, terribly disturbing. You were afraid that a shot would go off from the gun and hurt if it didn't kill Aventurine, as false as it is...You didn't want him to get hurt, you cared about him.