"Oh Hythlo," Steven says softly, sighing as he slides down to be almost horizontal with the throne. "If it helps," he says quietly. "I consider you to be a person. Even if you don't have a soul. I mean, fuck knows that mine's all full of holes anyway." He bites his lip. "And. I won't tell anyone. If you don't want me to. I know I do gossip but there are things I won't talk about, especially if people ask me not to."