"Amethyst," Peridot says quietly, desperate and utterly uncertain of what action to take here. She doesn't think she's ever seen the other gem this upset before now? Not like this, anyway.

Gingerly, she reaches a hand out and rests it on her thigh, because she hasn't a clue what else to do. Maybe if she just... shows solidarity in this moment, it'll get through to her, and everything will be fine.