...And now, Jasper is staring at her hands like some kind of crazy person, and Peridot has had more than her fill of getting manhandled by weird people this evening. It's not hard to figure out what Jasper is thinking about, in this moment; it motivates Peridot to growl and squirm and kick her little legs out in a brief attempt to wriggle free of the larger gem's grasp, but those big meaty mitts of hers are like a vice.

Maybe she needs to take more drastic action, to convince Jasper to drop her...