[ Aventurine pops up from under a blanket on the couch like he was holding his breath underneath it (he was) when he realizes who it is.

right this guy likes his windows as doors. better him as a surprise than one of those faceless flower things with teeth or whatever the hell Sleep cooked up this time. Someone needs to take away her interior decorating license, honestly...

He still huddles under the blanket, though, using it like a hooded cloak. ]

I'm both! No way am I giving that witch the satisfaction of dying here... [ stares at Toji before huffing a bit. ]

... Ugh, are you really not even a little bit cold? Do you even own a jacket here? [ or another shirt?! ]