The lack of vocal ability wasn’t something new from Pearl so far, but the accompanying embarrassed jerk of her head as soon as Garnet looked at her certainly was. She casts her eyes down at her shirtless chest, and then back up to the woman in front of her. Had she been staring? “Sorry,” she says, awkwardly. She’s never been one to hesitate to start undressing before, at least not since the high school locker rooms, but she hadn’t intended on making anything uncomfortable.

She casts her eyes to the hallway, then back to Pearl again. “I could get another shirt.”