"Affirmative," the gem groans feebly. Indeed, her hair's kind of all messed up now, but other than that she's actually unscathed. Which is good, because your average human pulling off what she just did would probably result in a pretty serious neck injury.

Peridot sits up and scuffs some of the dirt our of her hair, and casts Yuya an odd look. "What do you want anyway? Please tell me you're not here because there's some other situation occurring that will require me to get soul-stabbed again."

She's... Only kind of joking.