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Morganite pulled her arm away from Blue Sandstone quickly, a disgusted look on her face. "That Kindergarten gem is my friend! Well...she used to be. Oh dear--" She cut off, putting a hand to her face. This wasn't good. Pyrite was probably going to hate her now, and even though she did like Blue Sandstone, she still wasn't a Homeworld sympathizer. What if Pyrite told Aventurine? It wasn't like she shared her feelings of betrayal to Aventurine. As much as Aventurine knew, she still loved her. A knot in her "stomach" twisted as she stared blankly off into space, thinking of what a problem this would be. Finally snapping out of her worry loop, she looked back at Blue Sandstone, a grim look on her face.
"I'm sorry I was brash, but that gem does mean a lot to me. On Homeworld I know they are looked at as tools, but she is a gem just like you and I. She deserves respect no matter what. That's another reason I left. I may have turned on most of my people, but even before I left, our people turned on themselves." Biting her lip, she kept speaking softly. "But wherever she went, this--us, it's not going to end up well. I--well, I don't mind the consequences as much that I've found you. I still want us to be together, though we disagree on some matters, but it's going to be difficult." Her voice was almost silent, worry etched into her light pink face. She moved closely to Blue Sandstone and leaned on her, feeling very worn out. It was difficult caring for the "enemy", but here she was, 'head over heels' (a human phrase meaning she was in love) for this gem. And now she was going to deal with the consequences that brought.
"I'm sorry I was brash, but that gem does mean a lot to me. On Homeworld I know they are looked at as tools, but she is a gem just like you and I. She deserves respect no matter what. That's another reason I left. I may have turned on most of my people, but even before I left, our people turned on themselves." Biting her lip, she kept speaking softly. "But wherever she went, this--us, it's not going to end up well. I--well, I don't mind the consequences as much that I've found you. I still want us to be together, though we disagree on some matters, but it's going to be difficult." Her voice was almost silent, worry etched into her light pink face. She moved closely to Blue Sandstone and leaned on her, feeling very worn out. It was difficult caring for the "enemy", but here she was, 'head over heels' (a human phrase meaning she was in love) for this gem. And now she was going to deal with the consequences that brought.