Mr. Universe
It was too late. Rose's dress lay crumpled on the floor; the human man sat in the center of it, an island in the sea of white, something small and pink in his arms.
Garnet was glad she had left the others behind; she didn't understand what Rose had done, but she knew better than to blame the human.
She took the bundle from Rose's human, Greg. He flailed against her, his tiny fists smacking soundlessly against her arms.
"Calm down," she instructed, the tiny package in the palm of her hand. "As soon as Rose regenerates-"
"She's not going to regenerate!" Greg shouted, and Garnet hesitated. She peeked into the package, then looked at Greg.
"What is this?" she asked, pulling a tiny human free from the wrapping. On the floor, Rose's dress faded into nothing.
"It's our son!" Greg screamed, inexplicably emotional.
Garnet held the tiny human up by his leg, and then she saw it: Rose's gem, pink and glittering.
"Rose... what did you do?" Garnet asked aloud, as Greg tried to reach the child, his hands bloodied from pounding against her legs. She looked down at the human, a sudden anger flaring. "What did you do to her?"
Greg collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. "Please..." he said. "Please let me have my son."
Garnet turned to leave. "I'm taking Rose back to the Temple. Do not follow, human man."
As the door shut behind her, the human let out one final, plaintive outburst: "Steven," Greg said as Garnet slammed the door behind her, sending cracks along the entire wall.
"His name is Steven."