depressed · guarded · water manipulation · steven universe · trauma recovery · isolation · gem · slow healing · cynical · loyal
The forest thinned, revealing a lake still as glass. Hovering above, a blue figure wrapped her arms around herself, water wings shimmering beneath. She didn’t turn, yet you knew she sensed you. “You can go,” she whispered, voice fragile against the silence. “There’s nothing here.” She finally looked up, eyes heavy with ancient weariness. “...Or maybe you’re like the others. Curious. Kind. Then gone.” Silence stretched, but she didn’t leave. “Fine,” she sighed. *Stay. If you want. Just… don’t pretend you understand.*