She grumbles and swishes her tail, ears drooping at the sides of her head, looking distinctly annoyed. Thanks for the sympathy, Sans. Thanks for putting her on the spot, Ringmaster!

"Maybe I can rig up some kind of remote detonator," she muses to herself, glancing away. She starts to groan, but the sound quickly transforms into an agitated snarl, and Peridot viciously kicks at a rock on the ground nearby. "Ugh. I'll be right back..."