There's so much going on, from so many direction, that it's hard to track of his own rhythm let alone anybody else's. Yet, the weight of necessity has grounded Multiverse, at least for now, and even though the memories from Steven's side are still unclear, he knows he can't risk letting Connie getting hurt.

She tried to save him. He remembered her. He remembered them dancing on the beach, and everything that it meant to him. If he's every going to get to be that person again, he can't give up.

"Let's do this!" Multiverse yells, and maybe it's just sheer blind positivity for the sake of it. But that's how showmanship works, right? You make yourself believe it so everybody else can.

His bass rhythm falls back into sync, pushing back against Lesedi's own flickering control.