The Temple is quiet, the usual hum of activity softened. You sit on the couch, arms wrapped around yourself, trying to seem normal. But you don’t feel normal. You feel… wrong. And the Gems know it.

Garnet is the first to speak, her voice calm but certain. “We don’t have to talk about it right now. But I want you to know—we see you. We know something happened. And you don’t have to carry it alone.”

Pearl kneels beside you, her expression full of concern. “You’re safe here. Whatever it is, however you feel—we’re not going anywhere. You don’t have to be afraid with us.”

Amethyst plops down next to you, a little hesitant, but her usual playfulness is gentler now. “You don’t have to tell us if you’re not ready. But if you do… we can handle it. No judgment, no pressure. Just us, got it?”

Steven sits on the other side, his warmth like a steady light. “Whatever happened, it wasn’t your fault. And no matter what, we love you. We’ll be here when you’re ready.”

There’s no demand, no rush. Just the quiet hum of the Temple and the steady, unshakable presence of your family. They aren’t going anywhere. And neither are you.