Well, leave it to Connie to fit in that exposition while still being viciously in denial. Steven swallows, a lump still in his throat. Okay. Okay, they can do this. They have to figure this out.

Impulsively, he reaches forward and wraps his arms around her in a hug. Maybe that will make this easier, somehow. To know that he's here, even while all this fae magic is still messing with her head.

"I know it's scary," he says, more softly. He can feel the suppressed panic inside of her. He kind of feels the same way. "But... But we have to think about it, okay? Like Garnet said. We have to see what's wrong so we can make it better."