[Terry is angry in ways he didn't know he could feel, and his magic swells around him in fits and spurts, the hint of unknown nightmares he's accumulated since his powers came back trail behind him like smoke.]
[He doesn't know what this is, but something inside him softens when he sees Garnet, a wrenching feeling in his chest when he rushes over to her. The butterflies disperse a little when he gets close, but they still hover close. Like they're waiting for him to leave so they can swarm again, but he won't.]
[He refuses to lose anyone else.]
Garnet? [Terry frowns and reaches for one of her hands to take it in one of his, trying to pull her into the here and now.] Garnet, it's me-- It's Terry. I'm here, okay?
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[He doesn't know what this is, but something inside him softens when he sees Garnet, a wrenching feeling in his chest when he rushes over to her. The butterflies disperse a little when he gets close, but they still hover close. Like they're waiting for him to leave so they can swarm again, but he won't.]
[He refuses to lose anyone else.]
Garnet? [Terry frowns and reaches for one of her hands to take it in one of his, trying to pull her into the here and now.] Garnet, it's me-- It's Terry. I'm here, okay?