"Of course I am!" Peridot says cheerily, putting on the finishing touches and sealing the paper up. "I spend so much time building and fixing things, there's never enough of a call for the greatest kind of creation: The engineering of wanton destruction!"

At that last cry, she holds the finished firework above her head like Link lifting up a piece of the triforce, her sharpened grin wide, eyes burning with such an intensity it seems like she might be at risk of setting the damn thing off in her hands just by looking at it.