(Headcanon warning)
Ratio watched Aventurine wander around restlessly, unable to focus on his book. He tucked a bookmark in and set the book down, following Aventurine into the other room- the bedroom and kitchen connected by a cramped hallway.
There were two beds, but the kind that you could push together if one was so inclined.
He taps Aventurine on the shoulder, and he yelps, almost crashing to the floor. He was on edge- how unusual.
"Careful." He warns, catching him before he falls. His eyes dart to the flower before him- a beautiful variant of a cornflower. It was a pretty flower, though he pushed away all thoughts of offering Aventurine one. This was a business trip, not a vacation, no matter how much it seemed like it.
If anyone found out about his minor obsession with flowers back in his teen years... well he might as well take the phase flame and teleport himself to the darkest corner of the universe. To say it would be embarrassing would be an understatement.
The gambler didn't know about the symbolism behind flowers. Nor did he know about Ratio's extensive knowledge on the topic. And he was going to keep it that way.
But the fact of the matter was, that right here, right now, the gambler was stressed. And also in his arms.
"My bad..." He says, his left hand in his pocket. Ratio releases him once he was sure he wasn't going to fall over again. He tried to maintain his cold and clinical exterior, but a hint of concern sneaks into his voice when he speaks.
"Why are you so nervous?"
"N-no reason."
"Mm." Usually when someone has a problem, Ratio politely tells them to figure it out themselves. (What do you mean it's not polite?) But with Aventurine, it was just... different. Because he won't figure it out, he will just ignore the problem until it's too much for him.
Being that humans tend to be predictable, Ratio can often predict the outcome of the words he chooses to use. This often doesn't go exactly as he wants it too, (because apparently the way you say things can also affect the reaction you receive?) but it works well enough with most people. Aventurine is an outlier. Most people would be overjoyed to have Ratio (reluctantly) agree to help them. But Aventurine was actively hostile when he offered to help.
The same kind of thing happened that time he was asked to watch over his co-worker's half-sister. He'd made a whole chart to display every possible scenario, and yet something still went wrong!
"You do know that humans can't be simplified down into data, right?"
"Why do you say that? Of course they can. Humans, despite their complexity, oftentimes follow distinct patterns. For example-"
"Yeah, yeah, we get it."
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An Analysis of Human Behaviours (Why Data Works)
If one attempts a "Rock Paper Scissors" game with someone who is not expecting it, they most commonly will choose rock. Scissors is the least commonly thrown, as most times it is difficult to choose that when under pressure, since it requires more movement other than just opening or closing the hand. With male participants, 50% of the time, rock is chosen first. Rock also appears to be thought of as a safe choice- if a person is losing, they use rock.
For a number 1-10, 7 is the most commonly selected. In fact, 7 shows up fairly often in data, being the most commonly rolled number with two six sided dice, the most commonly picked "random" number, etc.
Expanding on that, if someone is asked to pick a number between 1-100, they will reliably pick a number ending in 7 or 9, the most common being 37- unless the person thinks they are funny, and chooses 69, a data error that annoys me to no end. If you ask someone to pick a number no one else would pick, a majority of the answers contain a 7 or a 3 (73 with 27 answers, 37 with 21 answers, and 71 with 20). 66 was the only number no one picked.
I suppose what I am trying to convey is the simplicity of humanity. One person may believe that they are an autonomous being that is not predictable, though it tends to be an "illusion of free choice". Data and science possess the ability to predict a human's behavior, actions, and responses before they can even make the choice themselves.
However, through these statistics, there has been one consistent outlier who insists upon participating, rendering my analysis virtually fruitless. I am unsure if this is simply luck, or he is doing it out of spite.
~ Dr. V. Ratio
She never brought up the subject around him again after that.
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Sources since I didn't want to get false data:
(https://www.upworthy.com/pick-a-random-number-between-100-you-probably-chose-37-and-there-s-a-big-reason-for-that)
(https://www.reddit.com/r/dataisbeautiful/comments/88m2mj/pick_a_number_from_1100_results_from_6750/) (https://www.reddit.com/r/SampleSize/comments/ownz9o/results_think_of_a_number_between_1100_that_you/)
Maybe after I finish this I'll make a fic of if Ratio met Aventurine before the IPC did. That might be interesting. Would you guys like that?
OR: Aventurine as a mythical creature (Maybe they are all part bird, but Aventurine had his wings cut and can't fly... just ideas, y'know?)
(Ratio having his autistic moment frfr)
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