Oh, if you're looking for a culprit, then the House is to blame. ( and there's clear emphasis on the house, because the similarities with the family run so deep aventurine could genuinely laugh. ) Stolen, taken. Are you sure you didn't check-in as asked, Mr. Sunday? I hear this kind of environment requires a rather strict screening process. They do tend to take belongings they feel threatened by, you see.

( if the shoe fits.

he'll be nice, though. really! for aventurine, who hasn't experienced the charmony festival and everything that happened leading up to it, him and sunday are still, for the most part, on... amicable terms. the both of them can fake a smile and be polite when requested, but only a fool would believe an ipc ambassador and a representative of the family would actually work together.

maybe this is good, then, that they're both here now. birds in a cage. it's quite like being stuck in a get-along shirt. aventurine smiles that same knowing smile, because sunday is not stupid, nor naive. )

Don't put me against such a hard wall, Mr. Sunday. Though if you're so eager to offer something... Work with me. Don't you think this is the perfect opportunity to settle our differences and team up against a common enemy?