For a moment, there's total clarity in the Music; for a moment, the kid's - Steven's - tune is clean and whole; for a moment, everything's right.

And then Steven identifies himself as Tiger, and the whole thing falls back into discord and confusion.

Still, that one moment was enough for J to get a grasp on Steven's tune and commit it to memory. He could work with that. It's better than he's done so far, and now maybe he'll have the ability to help. He smiles and ruffles Steven's hair. "Really? 'Cause you sound like a Steven to me." In more ways than one.

"Name's J. I think by now I can call myself a friend."