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Steven lives in Helian's Glade and can usually be found somewhere in the gardens. Letters can be left on his bed, which is made of moss and several supernaturally large blooms, or the drawer filled stump where he keeps his belongings. He is responsive to network communications but prefers not to speak one on one over them.

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My stomach hurts.
[He mumbles it own, fumbling to lay his hand over his gem, and tangling with Yuya's fingers as he does. The gem is just ambiently warm, at this point.]
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Sorry. [He mumbles. That he couldn't do more, or that Helian did this to begin with? Both, probably.]
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Why am I... glowing...?
[He's still luminating from head to toe. In recent times, it's only been his actual gems that do that.]
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[He flexes one of his arms, wonderingly. Maybe he feels stronger? It's hard to tell when he feels so ginger, still.]
I only... I glowed like this once. It's weird.
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Yuya leans over, to lay on the ground on his side next to Steven. Trying to sit up is just a lot of effort when he's poured everything into continual healing.] Does it hurt?
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[He exhales slowly. The pain was so extreme at first, the ache he feels now is nothing in comparison.]
Maybe... this is just the way the potion works. Maybe it had to do something to my gem. It's a part of my body... y'know?
It makes... light.
[He looks up at that sky, thinking about his gem, and the way it ties into his identity. He's wondered for a long time if that part of him was even there, anymore. It'd have to be, wouldn't it?
Did the potion just wake it up?]
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[At least then, he could say maybe that the trade off was worth it. It wasn't just being in a ton of pain.]
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[His face falls a bit further, darker thoughts clouding in. Will this be the change that fixes things? If he had claim back a small part of who he was, is that enough?]
I... worked so hard. To have things like they were.
[He feels his eyes misting up.]
And it just took all of it away from me.
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[Not all of it, Yuya stands by that. But a lot--Yuya's sure Steven's lost more than even he has. It isn't fair.]
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He knows he should try to test his strength, to see if it's all worth it. But right now he doesn't have the will to try. Instead, he leans his head against Yuya's, and seems prepared to fall asleep again right there, until a time when maybe he'll feel a little bit stronger.]
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He shrugs his shoulder a little, gently trying to wake Yuya up as well. His voice is soft.]
Hey...
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His eyes flutter open a minute later, groggy.]
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You shouldn't have given me all your energy like that...
[It's a very light scolding, if it could be considered one at all. Steven knows how it is.]
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[He rubs his eyes.] Do you feel better?
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[It even shows in his voice, how there's more emotional and physical strength there. He lifts his arm again, looking at his fingers. He can feel it in his movements. His body weight has become inconsequential.]
In fact...
[He moves to sit up, scooping his arm beneath Yuya's back, and his other beneath his legs. Without much effort at all, he can shift Yuya's body onto his lap.]
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Let's see!
[With that, Steven stands, with Yuya still in his arms. Steven could carry people like this before, but it was at least a little labored. Right now it seems like the equivalent of lifting a pet cat.]
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