( if he suspects any of the calculations running through aventurine’s head, kirma gives no indication of that. he does cant his head at the question, though; what does he want? superficial things are easy to think of: a hot meal, a good nap, a fistful of tail— none of those are what the house is promising, though, are they. )

Haven’t given it much thought.

( a truthful admission. it hasn’t stopped him from trying to pursue the goal at all, but it also means he hasn’t put too much effort in, either. (after all, laying in the grass is hardly the best way to chase down a rabbit.) of course, he knows someone who will be happy to take that reward, the same as aventurine has laid claim to the other; his gaze slides away as he considers that option. hmm. )

Something practical, or something sentimental. ( those are the only two options, really, but he remains undecided on which. ) I still need a bit of help getting it, either way.

( 🥺, as they say… during all this, his free hand has made its way to aventurine’s tail, stroking along the fur, soft and glossy. maybe bathing does have its uses. truly, he’s beginning to understand so much. )