Unfortunately for Garnet, Pearl's always been incredibly attentive -- be it to the smallest of details in her outfit, the faintest specklings of dust over picture frames and kitchen corners, or indeed, the miniscule twitches of muscles that so often make up the extent of Garnet's reactions.

"Oh, it won't?" She makes no effort to fake disappointment, chirping light and airy. Her thumb rubs idle circles into the arch of Garnet's foot. "What a shame to think I've wasted my one opportunity. Had I known, I would've made so much more of it! Like so--"

And she rakes four fingers down the length of Garnet's sole in a single sharp line.