Steven moves to kiss his brow. "Yeah," he says, softly. "They are. And-- it's not completely ruined. I don't think Allura is going to quit on us. Three's enough for a party, even if it's on the small side. Maybe some of her friends... I mean, I barely know Maya, anyway. Armin's a gaming friend--we've been playing long-distance chess--but if he drops me over you, then he wasn't worth being friends with."

He pets Jack's hair. "At least you're willing to put old shit aside, bebe," he murmurs. "That-- it matters to me, you know? That you're trying. Even if they're not."