Pearl's smile stretches just a little bit wider, revealing a hint of pale teeth. Here's Garnet, cool and confident as she's always known her, asking permission for the smallest of touches and apologizing for the slightest chance she's done something wrong.

It makes her feel... fragile, but in a good way. Protected and safe; like expensive china, to be handled only with utmost gentleness and care. Pearl's chest flutters at the thought that Garnet really sees all that in her.

Like she's that important.

"Yes, please," she answers with a tiny nod, and shifts shyly atop the mattress to offer up more of her neck.