[ he doesn't trust that show of submission. aventurine can't afford to trust anybody anymore. ] ... [ he continues to glare at him for another couple of moments, because he's probably full of shit. he has to be. but... isn't that kind of why he's here. he couldn't sleep and he's sick of being bothered and he just wants to be alone... his posture relaxes only a little. ]

Because I love stale popcorn. [ he starts walking toward the theater, because now he has one more reason to want to hide in the dark. ]