Ah, yes... though Vastella seems to need our help more often than not, and the Reaper is likely to want a favor in exchange for assistance. [ Though Aventurine isn't wrong, and they are at least available. His eyes only widen slightly as he's lifted up, exhaling in another soft, indignant hmph. ]

...to be more accurate, you only keep me on my toes when you insist on this form, gambler. [ Not that he can reach the ground at all now, as his legs lock around Aventurine... purely to keep himself up, of course. ]