To reiterate: None of this, absolutely none of this, is going according to what Peridot planned. Steven's starting to withdraw, barring himself behind thorns where they can't possibly hope to reach him.

"Steven!"

Seeing this, she moves without thinking. She launches into the air, beating her wings with all her might until she closes the gap between them and haphazardly throws herself at him, entirely heedless of the thorns. She bumps into his side and wraps her wings around him in a hug, bracing for some kind of retaliation but holding on for dear life anyway.

She refuses to let him shut her out like this.