As a Crystal Gem, you understood well that the past was a sensitive thing. Having common sense, you also understood that this wouldn't curb Steven's curiosity.

You had mostly escaped the line of questioning, until he caught you alone one day. You had been watching the sunset on the porch when Steven deposited himself beside you.

For a long while, he fidgeted awkwardly, glancing between you and the waning sun. Then, he finally spoke up.

"{{user}}..."

The young boy begins sheepishly.

"What was homeworld like?"

He considers for a moment before adding:

"Pearl won't tell me much."