Still sick! Can’t even keep plain white rice down so, uh, yeah. That should tell you how not okay I am right now. Sorry I started being active and then kickflipped into the void. I’m not dropping off the face of the earth this time! 

Ariel was certainly impressed by how Homeworld had changed since she-- since Pink Diamond had last seen it. So much life and laughter on it. Yet, perhaps, that made it all the more concerning to the faux-Quartz. Another thing that Rose had left others to do was done. 

“...Hm, it’s different on the other end, isn’t it?” Ariel asked, fiddling with the flower in her hands as she stared from the cliff at the leaving car. This was the last time for awhile she’d see Steven. She wasn’t sure how she felt. On one hand, that was Rose’s son. Technically her own son, with her memories... Yet she could also see him as an older brother despite how she looked. Steven was, perhaps, the one person that understood her predicament. 

Now she couldn’t help but feel.. alone, in a way. 

Still, she knew, Steven needed this. So all she could do was watch the car trail farther and farther as the people below her did as well. 

“...oh...”

“. . . Seeing me like this hurts, doesn’t it?” 

It was a question that had been on Ariel’s mind for awhile. She had been staying here for some time, often off on her own in some attempt to help Steven; due mainly thanks to her form. She was still that bastardized Rose Quartz.. or at least, she stilled looked exactly like her. The one that brought all this mess on everyone through nothing but lies. 

Though she wasn’t what was important right now. It was clear everything was getting to Steven, even if he didn’t want to say it. 

Oh hey, is this what the kids call a starter call? It is!