In the morning Connie found Steven sitting on his 'bed', which actually was a couch but it was good enough for Steven, with some petals under his feet and a flower in his hand.

"Oh, Connie! Sorry for the mess," he said noticing Connie, "I'm fine just not in full health yet but don't worry about the flowers I'll clean up everything!" He exclaimed quickly.

"No Steven it's okay!" Connie answered as she sat down on the couch and scooted over to him, "As you said you are not healed completely and my mum and I totally expected you to still cough for sometime."

"Oh... Thanks," Steven answered quietly.

"Do you know where's Lion?" questioned Steven while looking out of the window as if he will be able to spot him.

"Nope, but it's not like he was missing this whole time it's just he randomly leaves and comes back. Actually my parents got used to him." She giggled.

"Sounds like him!" Steven giggled back turning around to face her.

"So how are you feeling?" She added a bit later.

"Well my throat is still sore and breathing can be hard to do sometimes..." He answered slowly, "If I stand up I can get headaches or feel dizzy but that happens rarely and over all I feel better."

"How bad is the pain?" Connie questioned again.

"It's not as bad as it was before," Steven answered with a smile.

"We are making progress!" Connie commented happily as she clasped her hands together.

"Yeah," Steven answered with not quite as much enthusiasm.

"Hey, are you okay?" Connie asked worriedly putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Of course! I just got lost in thoughts," Steven answered soundings genuinely happy to Connie.

"Oh, good!" Connie replied taking her hand of and retrieving it back to her lap, "I just wanted to make sure you are okay before I start talking to you about something..." Steven's attention reverted back to Connie.

"Steven you have to understand that you can't just sweep something as important as you getting taken away under a rug and try to act like nothing even happened!" She started, "I was worried sick and then you come back and keep on repeating that everything is fine when it's not!" She exclaimed making Steven look away, "I-I'm sorry but you have to understand that that's not how you're supposed to act after everything that happened!"

"I just wanted you not to worry about me... That's why I pretended that I am fine..." Steven spoke in raspy whisper.

Connie noticed the 'am' in the sentence. If he used 'was' it would mean he wasn't fine back then but he's okay now but 'am' means that he's still suffering from whatever happened.

"Tell me what happened. Back in space. Don't hide anything from me I can see you didn't get over it yet!" She looked over at Steven who looked back at her unwillingly.

Steven let out a frustrated groan, "fine."

He told her in much detail as he could everything that happened.

"Woah", Connie didn't know Steven had experienced so much: went on a trial, was infront of two homeworld dictators: the diamonds, got blaimed for someone's death, pretended to be his mother, escaped by stealing a palenquin and then falling from a very big height, getting chased by robonoids, being rescued by some gems, getting attacked by the robonoids AGAIN, watching his friend DIE BY GETTING HIS HEAD HIT AGAINST A ROCK AFTER A ROBONOID EXPLODED RIGHT INFRONT OF HIM AND THEN MAGICALLY BRINGING HIM BACK TO LIFE... and then coming back home only for her to leave with Lion. Now she felt very guilty about what she did but he wasn't even finished yet. He told her about what was happening for the past month when he had the sickness making her start thinking that it is her fault. The way he describes the pain and days waiting for nothing, how he knew he was dying how he realized he wasn't going to make it and that the gems hid everything from everyone because they didn't knew themselves what was happening and what was waiting for them in the future. Even Garnet was lost.

"I think I know why I was sick..." Steven spoke quietly some time later breaking the silence that followed his previous speech, "but I don't want to tell you why."

"Why not?" Connie whispered, "I want to know. I NEED to know. I am worried about you, Steven."

Steven didn't reply at first but then answered, "It first started when I was waiting for you to reply to my phone call... You didn't and I started coughing and then whenever I remembered you I thought you h-hated me which would make me feel worse, then when you came I thought you just came to say that you d-didn't want to be near me anymore. I could feel these... plants..." He looked at the flower in his fingers as he let go of it and let it drop into the small pile underneath, "pierce through my lungs... I could feel blood starting to feel them up. I thought that I would finally die and won't have to feel this agonizing pain anymore... Both physical and emotional."

He pulled his legs towards him, putting his head on top of his knees and Connie noticed a glistening stream of tears on his cheek which rolled down to the bottom of his chin and fell down on the fabric of his jeans.

"I guess the fact that you told that you love me back made the sickness go away," he sniffed.

Her own eyes where getting watery now too.

So it WAS her fault.

"I-I'm so sorry," she whispered back making Steven look up, "because of my ignorance you nearly..." She pause not wanting to say it.

"Died," he sighed ,"I nearly died but that's not your fault you had your reasons..."

"Actually there's something I need to tell you."

Connie held her breath waiting for whatever Steven was going to tell her.

"Remember you said that giving yourself in is wrong and that I should've kept fighting and let you join me. Connie, that's not how it works. Sometimes you need to be sure that your pride and determination won't make you try to do something impossible because you'll go too far. It can blind you from whatever is actually happening. It's like climbing the mountains and trying to reach for the stars, eventually you can go to far and just fall of a cliff on the other side, which you didn't see. You need to know when it's time to stop" he spoke not daring to look at Connie anymore, "I knew when to stop and I did. If we tried was to fight any longer we wouldn't be able. All of you were trapped so if I tried to attack we all would just get taken to Homeworld"

"But what if..." Connie started.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about!" Frustrated Steven cut her off, "Connie you need to know when to stop!"

Immediately he put his hands on his mouth, "I'm so sorry for snapping at you! I'm just so frustrated..."

"It's okay I understand, you have a point," she answered soothingly, "If you need some space to think I can-"

"No, stay," he said and then blushed, "I actually want a hug from my lovable jam bud..."

Tackling Steven in hug she made him laugh, "You goof!" She loved seeing Steven act so sweetly which always succeed in making her blush.

"Hey!" He exclaimed with a smile but hugged her back.

He felt so relieved after having this talk with Connie.