[ Of course he can smell him, scent the cologne in the air, and he leans back and away. Ratio is glad for his mask, for the bust covering his face and hiding his features, because he's more than sure that there's a blush staining his cheeks now like some kind of revelation about him. He doesn't want to give away his attraction, and he's annoyed to even be considering it to begin with. ]
I am - Aventurine!
[ He wants to say that he isn't interested, but Ratio is not a liar, and the words won't come out of his mouth. Instead, he scowls, turning away, hands clenched and breathing coming just a fraction harder. ]
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I am - Aventurine!
[ He wants to say that he isn't interested, but Ratio is not a liar, and the words won't come out of his mouth. Instead, he scowls, turning away, hands clenched and breathing coming just a fraction harder. ]
I think you should leave my office this instant.