After a night of dwelling and thinking and obsessing over the moments, Greg thought he'd pulled himself together enough to make it through this conversation. As Steven latches on, Greg's restraint withers. He clutches his son, and begins shaking.

All those times he waited, desperate and afraid Steven wouldn't make it back to him... he can't believe he almost did the same to Steven.

It takes a second or two for Greg to reply after Steven finally speaks again. His voice croaks. "Yup. Used some kinda magic goo to clear it right up... it's no healing spit, but it did a pretty good job, ha..."