[s5e25] Legs From Here To Homeworld -

To do it, they needed a ship. But not just any ship. Yellow’s was a wreck; Blue’s was buried in the shoreline. They needed the centerpiece. They needed the legs.

Steven walked forward alone, his sandals clicking on the pristine, cold floor. He reached the throne room, an apex of geometry that felt devoid of life. And there she was. White Diamond. [S5E25] Legs From Here to Homeworld

The journey through the vacuum of space was a blur of neon streaks and tense silence. Inside the leg-ship’s cockpit, Yellow and Blue were uncharacteristically quiet. They paced the bridges of their own minds, terrified of how White Diamond would react to the "return" of the sister she had spent millennia mourning in her own cold way. To do it, they needed a ship

The "Legs From Here to Homeworld" had delivered him to the heart of the empire, but as the massive doors sealed shut behind him, Steven realized the hard part hadn't even begun. He wasn't there to negotiate; he was inside the belly of the beast. They needed the centerpiece

Steven stood on the sand, his breath coming in ragged hitches. Blue and Yellow Diamond—entities he had feared as god-like tyrants for years—were kneeling. Not in defeat, but in a state of shattered realization. The "shattered" Rose Quartz was standing right in front of them, inhabiting the body of a fourteen-year-old boy with stars in his eyes.

White Diamond simply smiled, a perfect, terrifying crescent of white. "We'll see, Pink. We'll see."