The fact that she doesn't, that she's caught . . .
It's another strange mystery in this man, who's supposed to belong to the Crystal Gems, but keeps punctuating time with her with strange kindnesses.
Including letting her out.
She steadies herself on him, using both hands to brace against his arm. She's definitely still wobbly; it takes some moments before she's anything resembling firm -- and even then her hands stay slightly out, a little extended, as though she expects to have to grab for him again.
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The fact that she doesn't, that she's caught . . .
It's another strange mystery in this man, who's supposed to belong to the Crystal Gems, but keeps punctuating time with her with strange kindnesses.
Including letting her out.
She steadies herself on him, using both hands to brace against his arm. She's definitely still wobbly; it takes some moments before she's anything resembling firm -- and even then her hands stay slightly out, a little extended, as though she expects to have to grab for him again.
"Thank you," she murmurs again. "It's . . . 'Dad.' Right?"