[ he usually didn't mean it like that... usually. to be fair, figaro's lived for so long that he can't help but view everyone around him as young, even someone like garnet. either way, they all have to start somewhere. it's normal.

at the very least she's improving in this department bit by bit. figaro closes his eyes and utters his spell, and lo and behold - while he manages to create three magic sugar crystals this time, garnet still ends up holding a pocketful of plain-ass sugar despite their combined efforts. RIP. ]

Ah, would you look at that.

[ he's pleased, but her cold hands are another story. he picks up the sugar crystals with his free hand and closes garnet's poor hands in the other in an attempt to warm them up a little. ]

Here, have some magical sugar while you're at it. There's no better remedy than Dr. Figaro's sugar, you know. Plus, you'll look even more beautiful than you are now.

[ he jests, almost. not that garnet needs it anyway since she's pretty just the way she is, but wizard's sugar does have some restorative properties, so it'll help garnet heal up faster. ]