Steven pauses, and the looks down at his claws wonderingly. He almost forgot how it felt to have them during Portland, so he's almost surprised by the reminder.

"Uh... kinda! Usually I use dad's tools to grind them down so they're less sharp. They're made out of gemstone so it's kind of hard!" He laughs helplessly. "When they're smoothed out it's okay, though. I guess I need a rock tumbler for my fingers!"