Jasper grunts in uncertain acknowledgement, eyeing the undergrowth the beast disappeared into. Her ears have ticked back, though, to listen to him, and a moment later she looks down.

"You think so?" She looks kind of uneasy about interacting with Steven, like she feels like she probably shouldn't lest he say something sacrilegious. Honestly, though, she can't really find the energy to get massively worked up about the possibility any more. By now, she kind of feels like she has bigger problems. The thought is a bit of a disquieting one, that there are bigger problems than the closest thing that still exists to Rose Quartz, but, well, here they are...