The bat grimaces unpleasantly and, fwoosh, it's back to regular Peridot again. She has her arms folded, shoulders hunched, and Lambert is the sole recipient of the look of ire for right now because he's the one who said something that has her miffed.

"I am not nervous," the gem protests, and her tail is doing that agitated twitching thing, same as it does every time she gets a little bit upset. "I just-- I don't particularly want to draw attention to myself right now, that's all!"