Glassy, dual colored eyes peer up at Kaeya inquisitively. "Y'don't like 'em either huh?" Aventurine slurs, patting Kaeya's shoulder in what is. Probably meant to be in a reassuring manner? He blinks, his nose scrunching with thought. "Lakes? Nah, those'r fine. Y'know where a lake is. Water's importan' n'desert..." He stares into the distance for a bit. "Jus...too much rain...washes people aw'y...dunno where they are..." he mutters, sounding somewhat lost himself.
"You're not s'possed to see the ghosts, Kaeya. Th's the point," Aventurine hums, laughing lowly, his eyes closing with dizziness as the elevator rises with them in it. Ugh. Ratio's gonna kill him if this headache doesn't. "No no no phototrop-whate'er has like...light. Somethin' abou' light."
Wishing they were stricter? Where's the fun in that though..."T'each their own..."
Aventurine knows he's nodding off, and he knows he's babbling near deliriously. But it's...not like the IPC is on the boat. He doesn't have enemies he knows about here, and Kaeya has been pleasant enough. It's probably fine. Still, his head hurts, and he's pretty sure his fever is just getting worse. When they reach the right floor and Kaeya exits, Aventurine blinks at the brighter lights, his head swaying as he goes to bury his face against the other's shoulder.
"Ugh...um. Go down this hallway n' take a right. Then a ways, th'n any door 'n the left. Caf'teria's big..." He pauses for a moment, then deflates a bit with a huff. "N' as much as I'd love to share a meal, y'might...have t'drop me off at the uh...clinic inst'd...don' feel good..." Which is a massive understatement, but it's something. He blinks slowly, thoughts moving as if through honey. "Try 'n bring...I dunno...let's bring an apple or two, maybe Rotio'll be...less mad."
An apple a day...makes the Doctor less likely to kill you. Probably.
"You're not s'possed to see the ghosts, Kaeya. Th's the point," Aventurine hums, laughing lowly, his eyes closing with dizziness as the elevator rises with them in it. Ugh. Ratio's gonna kill him if this headache doesn't. "No no no phototrop-whate'er has like...light. Somethin' abou' light."
Wishing they were stricter? Where's the fun in that though..."T'each their own..."
Aventurine knows he's nodding off, and he knows he's babbling near deliriously. But it's...not like the IPC is on the boat. He doesn't have enemies he knows about here, and Kaeya has been pleasant enough. It's probably fine. Still, his head hurts, and he's pretty sure his fever is just getting worse. When they reach the right floor and Kaeya exits, Aventurine blinks at the brighter lights, his head swaying as he goes to bury his face against the other's shoulder.
"Ugh...um. Go down this hallway n' take a right. Then a ways, th'n any door 'n the left. Caf'teria's big..." He pauses for a moment, then deflates a bit with a huff. "N' as much as I'd love to share a meal, y'might...have t'drop me off at the uh...clinic inst'd...don' feel good..." Which is a massive understatement, but it's something. He blinks slowly, thoughts moving as if through honey. "Try 'n bring...I dunno...let's bring an apple or two, maybe Rotio'll be...less mad."