A stir. A soft, pained noise. Quieter than everything - louder than it all     to Peridot. She swung her head around as Steven cracked his eyes open.
"…What happened?" He asked. He pushed himself up on shaky hands. His eyes dropped to his stomach, and he patted the strangely healed gem there. It glowed under his touch. His eyes widened in amazement.

Steven then turned to Peridot. Peridot, who watched him mutely. Peridot with the edges of tears in her eyes. Peridot, with her arms gone again and cracks crawling along her shattered form.

Steven stared out, watching the mindspace crackling as reality rained in. Then he turned to Peridot, and his eyes were fresh with new fear. "We’re splitting apart."