[ as soon as ratio enters the tub aventurine shifts so he can press himself against his chest, his tail coiling around his left thigh and straight down his leg. ] I wouldn’t go overboard, even if this stupid craving is driving me batty. [ he stares at the offered arm and, yeah, this is not the desired area. ] …nn. [ he grumbles a little, but beggars can’t be choosers, so he cups it from the bottom and sinks his fangs in. ]

[ he takes care not to sink them too deep, but deep enough, so he can siphon some blood out of ratio. ]

It ain’t fair, doc, …every part of you tastes so good.