It's a good thing he clarifies so quickly, because for a moment Peridot is just about to plunge into a spiral of panic over how all of her friends are leaving, and it shows in the sharp look she turns on him, and the way her expression starts to crumple.

"Oh. Yes," she says, trying to mask the relief in her voice. "I was kind of considering doing the same, actually, but now it's going to have to wait until after my stupid "soul wound" heals... Which by the way, is horrible, and I don't know how organics can stand spending so much time laying around doing nothing."

Like she hasn't also, on numerous occasions, dabbled in the art of lazing, thanks to Amethyst. Like she didn't just think she was an organic herself for an entire month.