[Taryon knows some Outsiders spend the night sharing beds. That's fine. That's understandable. He's long accepted thay any group of people undertaking stressful jobs are bound to get intimately involved. The pairings can he weird, but he gets it.
What he does appreciate is his next-door neighbor being inconsiderate of the man sleeping on the other side of the wall that hasn't been soundproofed enough. Taryon does not need to know every instance Aventurine does something to Ratio. He did not have to be able to make out a few words. That banging should not have been so noticeable.
The next morning, he waits outside the door of their room, arms crossed, until one of them steps out. He hopes it's Aventurine, he's been working in a snappy comeback about his "mating dances" all night.
...It's Ratio. Just as good. He's responsible for the actual noise.] You do know that there's a reason we have quiet hours, right? [He scowls with all of the fury that a man running on little sleep has.]
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What he does appreciate is his next-door neighbor being inconsiderate of the man sleeping on the other side of the wall that hasn't been soundproofed enough. Taryon does not need to know every instance Aventurine does something to Ratio. He did not have to be able to make out a few words. That banging should not have been so noticeable.
The next morning, he waits outside the door of their room, arms crossed, until one of them steps out. He hopes it's Aventurine, he's been working in a snappy comeback about his "mating dances" all night.
...It's Ratio. Just as good. He's responsible for the actual noise.] You do know that there's a reason we have quiet hours, right? [He scowls with all of the fury that a man running on little sleep has.]