Steven looks at his own hand when asked that, processing how it's still all messed up, even in his dreams. There is a faint feeling of revulsion when he sees what's going on with his body, not because he thinks it looks hideous, but because it's come on so fast and was forced upon him so violently. He's never been as uncomfortable with any carnival changes as he has been with this.

"She put something in me, and... it's been making everything that happened with the Blue Rose worse. It's been doing stuff to me all night, and until Creation showed up it hurt so bad I almost couldn't deal with it."

Since then, Creation has basically been providing him full-time painkillers and soothing whatever wounds form as a result of the changes. it doesn't stop them from happening, though.

"I don't even know why, or what she wants," he says, starting to tear up again. It's been really hard, and he's had no one he can talk to about it. "She just says stuff about how the Rose's influence was good for me, and how she needed it... I can't control any of it."