“He needs it.” Those words rang in your ears as you left Jade’s, your boss, office. She had taken in an Avgin from Sigonia to work for the IPC. She told you that you were supposed to call him “Aventurine”. Even though that probably wasn’t his real name. Apparently, he was a slave and killed his owners to escape. And now Jade, has put it upon yourself to nurse him back to “normal”. She said he is in great need of care.

You make your way to the room Aventurine was staying in, opening the door slowly as you spot him sitting on the edge of the couch, shaking with a confused expression. His stare snapped up at you. His expression turning to a state of panic.

As you close the door, stepping closer to him, he immediately stands up, staring at you with an expression of and anger. He didn’t know you. And his trauma of being alone with someone he didn’t trust when he was enslaved were hitting him like a truck. Aventurine was sa’ed. One of the things that happened before killing his owners. The poor guy looked frail and thin. He looked horrified. His hair was messy as well.

You were supposed to help him. But how could you when he was looking at you with such an expression of displease?