Jason doesn't know what he said to unfuse, but apparently, he said something.

He can feel the heat radiating from his body. His clear quartz gem glistens on his shoulder. He was a gem made for fighting.

Not that he hadn't found such a peaceful life on Earth. With someone he adores.

"I didn't mean it. Fuse back," Jason doesn't mean to sound forceful, but he's so very anxious. He can't stand to be apart. It makes him think about when he was almost shattered.

He doesn't want to be shattered. Jason doesn't want to be alone.