Ratio: Just correcting you. Our kids. Continue.

Aven: *puts phone down and grins at Ratio* Oh, you’re so right. OUR kids.

Ratio: Glad you agree. *trying to face away from Aven to hide his blush*

Aven: We would have OUR cats and OUR kids. They’re all OUR kids but categories and such.

Argenti: *gasps and looks at Ratio’s duck collection* Amazing! The essence of beauty- *sees Ratio’s newest sculpture in progress* You are creating this?! *takes Ratio’s hands* Making such brilliant work. Not only an impressive mind but talented!

Ratio:… He can stay. You two leave.

Aven: Wh- HEY!

Ratio: I will… Accept this reasoning. But… Why him?

Argenti: *cooing at the cake cats* Truly! Evidence of Idrilla’s existence! Pure beauty! ✨

Aven: To distract the kids from distracting us. And I didn’t want them alone too long.

Boothill: They are some cute fudgers.