"I'm going to - Rrrrgh -" The sounds she makes is animalistic, a frustrated and feral sounding growl that shows off a good number of her sharp teeth, and she full on turns around in her spot on the bed, tail thwap-ing the mattress agitatedly. Pumpkin, who has been sprawled out snoozing at the head of the bed through this whole conversation, gets startled awake and shrinks back against the pillows with a soft whine, all too suddenly aware of the tension in the room.

"I'm getting hurt right now, so there, problem solved! Nothing to fix!" Peridot argues.