Hearing him admit it takes the wind right out of her sails. Maybe that's all she actually needed, was to hear any kind of hint that she's not the only one who's upset about this. Everything between the start of the ball and now had just happened so quickly, she's barely even had time to process it. A lot of people will only just be finding out what happened in the courtyard, but Peridot has known for hours now, and her panic over it has been lurking at the back of her mind for the whole time.

She almost appears to deflate, and then drops heavily back onto the ground next to the sword. She wraps it back up and pulls it close to her chest, huddling with it sullenly. "I'm already exhausted," she grumbles quietly, refusing to admit to Childermass that he has a valid point, even though he definitely does. "And I already know I'm no use to them anyway. I was right there when that jerk took both of them. I couldn't do anything about it..."