[ There was something oddly intriguing in listening to the youngest nameless speak about his experiences as well as what it was with the others. It was familial in nature, making his chest ache slightly when he knew he no longer had any family or people to call his own.

One line in particular struck a chord with him, however.

'None of us are going to control you. You can spend it Trailblazing however you want.'

He'd spent the most of his life under the IPC's thumb, essentially a paid slave if one really stopped to look at it. To have the chance to do whatever he wanted, a more free and unbound life? It felt odd to consider but the more he heard about it? Aventurine really was considering this, his hand fully overlapping Caelus's while reveling in the comforting warmth of the other man's presence. ]

As long as you are aware I have blood on my hands. The last of my people...

[ Aventurine exhaled a soft breath as that hand ran through his hair, gaze landing on Caelus with a genuinely soft and gentle look on his face in this moment. Though there was a touch of sadness that lingered beneath the surface. ]

If I'm truly honest? I'd love for a place to call my own and it's... my choice. Not anyone else's.

[ The things he's seen and experienced? He had an out here and this didn't mean he had to quit being a gambler. He could lend his luck to the trailblazers and their expedition. Though unlike the IPC... they weren't using him. He wasn't being forced to do this at all. ]

What i'm saying is... yes. As long as your family agrees to it? I wouldn't mind becoming one of the nameless.