It's not wholly clear when they ended up like this, but it doesn't really matter. It's not the first time they've been curled up on each other, here or in their memories, and if Greg has a say it won't be the last.

The music... Greg's been stroking Steven's hair, but his hand stops at the boy's unfinished thought. The music... is...?

"Weird things have been happening when I play." His voice is hushed, saying it as much to himself as to Steven. "Other people, too... it's... it's changing... something." This is... this is important, isn't it? He's been noticing it, but unable to put it together. Something's right in front of him, staring him down, and he can't quite get there.