"Is there... is there anything I can do, Marc?" He ventures after a moment, quiet, maybe a little hesitant. He's been-- moping all day, hiding himself off inside Marc's head because he didn't want to deal with what Mum really was, was too preoccupied being down on himself for not being real at all really. But Marc is...

Not okay.

And this day can't be easy on him, having to live with the knowledge of what's real year after year.

Maybe Steven should be focusing less on himself and more on Marc, that's all. It's easier, too. At least maybe he won't feel so useless if he can make Marc feel a little better.