"I'm..." Steven starts, his voice cracking so terribly on his first attempt that he has to stop. He's hugging his arms and legs around himself, like he's trying to hide the gem and blood that's giving him away. "I'm a... a changeling, yeah," he manages, taking Reira's suggestion. "And... a gem. And a human."

He's obviously petrified, too.

"And... and there... there was another thing, kind of like the Silver Mirror... it's part of me now, like the Mirror is part of you?"

He's guessing, at that point. He doesn't know if her relationship with the Mirror is more voluntary, or less innate. He doesn't know why she's interested in him, either.

"It's called... the Rose... and I think it and the Mirror are like... family?"