[ He's not expecting this from Aventurine, let alone having his head shoved right into his chest. Ratio makes a sound similar to an embarrassed hmph, indignant to the fact that he needs comfort. ] As soon as we make some kind of breakthrough, it seems as though they switch things up on us. It is a frustrating, constantly changing environment of absolute nonsense. [ EXHALE. ] Though your presence is... more helpful than not. [ For his mental stability, at least. ]