[Veritas reaches over and carefully pats Aventurine's back.]

I appreciate your willingness to defend my honor. I think he was legitimately scared you might do worse than simply clawing his face off had it not been for the judge's presence.

[He actually sounds amused as he notes that. There's another feeling about that whole matter, and specifically about Aventurine's part in that, that he... knows is there, but he can't quite put a name to.]