Nightshade runs her hands down her face in increasing frustration. Ugghhh. If only she hadn't been stuck on this stupid planet, she wouldn't have to be dealing with this nonsense at all. Twenty five human years down the drain, only for this.

"I don't want him for the ritual, you dummies! I just want him because the Rose Queen wants him... for whatever reason! Presumably some sort of personal interest! I didn't ask because it isn't my place to question."

She points Steven out directly this time.

"So, just give me the changeling and you have two fewer problems to deal with. All I want is it to go back to the gardens and wait this out." She looks at Peridot pointedly, poison flashing in her eyes. "And despite me making this offer, a battle with me is not one you'll win! I'm practically giving you mercy, here!"