Adrian remained in a somewhat uncomfortable silence while a furious, tall, dark colored woman held him, trying to lift him off the ground but without success, a confused mixture of emotions painted on her face. But there was one emotion that anyone who knew who this woman is could see as clear as crystal: the fear of the unknown.
It is a fear that, while every living being has it to some extent, is one of the greatest fears for people who know the future. Because seeing something that was not in her "vision" generates the uncertainty of what will happen next.
Even more fear when he was involved; a variable that seems to warp her sense of reality whenever he can, only letting her see the future as the great and infinite branching tree that it is. A variable that, although he made it clear he will do whatever it takes to defend this world, continues to twist his actions into contradictory choices.
I mean, Garnet did not know how to react to all the events that had just happened, you know? To be surprised that he freed a gem they did not even know was trapped in a mirror, and to follow that up, she was not a Crystal Gem, so she could only be a Homeworld gem who, in her very deserved defense, locked up the Crystal Gems when they tried to "Protect" Nora, only to be basically released moments after I spoke with her? Yes, the thing did not look good, but it was not exactly like one of those Picasso paintings either.
Neither of them was stupid enough to make a "Big Brain" move and declare an enmity.
Not to mention the rest of the gems;
Amethyst might not be the sharpest tool in the crazy shed that is her team. But the confused expression between "what the hell just happened" and "oh shit that just happened" was marked enough on her face that I did not have to put up a comedy speech bubble. Clearly, if this were not a serious moment... you know there is a moment for everything and my jokes are mostly in harmless moments, if it were not like that... well, I do not want to be treated like Cegorach is by the fandom.
Pearl, well, aside from slightly piercing my flesh with her spear in a frenzy of negative emotions while she directed that look at me—not of "hate" but of, well, the satisfaction that you are on the "morally superior" side, but in the process of obtaining that smile you lost something just as important.
Fine, I admit it, it is a way of portraying her that makes me look good regardless of how the events truly are, since history is written by the winners.
But moving slightly away from my reflection on social interactions with the gems, Nora was still lying on the sand with a lost gaze, hyperventilating as if what she had just experienced had shattered her worldview and she was only just realizing everything we had done to reach this point.
"What in the name of the stars did you just do?" Pearl spoke aloud, taking the fact that Garnet still had not let go of me as a form of "help." Her look was that annoying "I caught you red handed" expression, but also real concern for, well, what happened.
"First of all, get that damn spear away from my woman" I simply brushed her weapon away with my hand as if it were dust, while my flesh released the flow of blood that exploded like a geyser in her face, while the audible sound of swallowing water became present.
"Gulp"
Clearly, I should not explain what the next sound between a scream and vomit was, nor will I describe it, but I will only say that gems do not have the natural reflex to swallow, a reflex newly acquired by Pearl that she mysteriously developed when the red liquid entered her mouth.
Moving past Pearl vomiting on the ground with the look of someone who would take revenge, I concentrated on Garnet, who, knowing part of what I can do, did nothing more than tighten her grip on my shirt, which should have turned to dust by her pure physical strength alone, and he will emphasize "should have."
He simply shook his head while gently pushing her hands away, not before her pupils warped into the two gems that constituted her before she closed her eyes as if that had a profound meaning. But you know, it really did not; it is just a bunch of space time esoteric nonsense that he will not bother to explain.
Before Pearl, now finished vomiting but with a face even more bitter than before, could continue "interrogating" me but without the spear, I made a gesture to stop, followed by walking toward the still confused Nora, offering her my hand still dripping with blood.
A hand she looked at for a few seconds before taking it, while she looked closely at Pearl's face still stained with my blood and how the tip of her spear impaled a piece of my own throbbing flesh in its dispenser. The gaze she transmitted hardened before settling on the recomposed gaze of Garnet, which only promised punishment to the two of them.
And now, with the meaning of the nonsense of the foolishness he did with his eyes previously seen by Garnet, she spoke in the same serious way she handled the capture of a corrupted Gem, only directed at the two of them.
"You are in a lot of trouble, lovebirds."