"No, don't coddle me," Pearl grumbles, rolling over with her back to Garnet and curling into herself. She'd be lying if she said it wasn't tempting to give in, to accept the pity and tending-to -- Garnet's voice is so soothing and smooth, and her lap makes a great pillow, and she gives mind-numbingluly delightful massages--

But Pearl's done nothing to earn that, now has she? You don't get rewarded for failure.

"I don't deserve it."