six: and bury me in all my favorite colors

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steven knows now: there's nothing he can do anymore.

he stares at his hands, shakily; pearl combs his hair in silence. her hands aren't that steady either.

he feels another petal stuck inside his throat, but does his very best to keep it down as he says:

"pearl?"

she looks at him, with the kindest eyes she can muster. she smiles weakly at him. "yes, steven?"

"i'm gonna die, aren't i?"

he hears the comb crack under her hand, but says nothing.

"don't say that," pearl says, "you're going to be better in no time."

pearl isn't a good liar.

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