"Really?" Lambert drawls, slow and drawn out. "You can't see the appeal? Having someone in a position where you're in control, and you both know the only way for them to get out is your mercy or them giving the answers you want to hear, and they've got all kinds of ways to make you talk..."

He pauses, reconsiders what he knows of Peridot and Lapis thus far, and deftly changes tracks. "Or, you know, the other way around."

Yeah, now that he thinks about it, doesn't Lapis make a much more natural fit for wicked interrogator than "Can't Keep Her Cool to Literally Save Her Life" Peridot?