"Not everyone's got magic and sports gear, man." Greg has a hard time holding any locals' reluctance against them, no matter how dreary their dislike gets. He's far more used to being in their shoes.

Tucking his thumbs into his pockets, Greg fixes the hand with a scowl. "There was an alien ship that showed up. They came for Steven, and the Gems." He shrugs, but it doesn't look nearly as dismissive as he hoped. "Everything worked out in the end, but. It was a little tense, you know?"