Connie sighs, staring up at the night sky to get a full view of the stars before closing her eyes. As much as she loved the Crystal Gems, they were complete, utter, and total messes. (Were being the operative word because they were starting to put themselves back together, but still.) But at least their overwrought emotional drama could actually help somebody now, albeit indirectly.

"My sword master was the exact same way. After she gained her freedom, she spent her entire life, which was thousands of years long, devoted to two things: her paramour, Rose, and the art of the blade. And she was a total wreck, even before Rose died. Pearl was never human in the first place, but... people who spend their lives chasing after perfect martial prowess or some romantic ideal of a person they love never get to experience anything else. What it's like to curl up in a sunbeam and read a familiar book. Going out for a walk in nature just because. Picking out constellations with a friend."

(Connie may have done this with Akane yesterday.)

"They don't get to be human. Sure, they're the best at what they do, but... giving up all of that just to be good at hurting people isn't worth it, in my opinion."