Peridot is equally relieved to be back. She'd followed after Lambert obediently enough, having no reason to protest a swift and immediate return to the safety of the carnival. It was just a matter of keeping the pace while also making sure that she didn't accidentally jostle Childermass too much.

Exhaustion is hitting her pretty hard by the time they return though, visible in both the way she's carrying herself and in her eyes, which are nowhere near as bright and sharp as usual. Wearily, she cocks her head at Lambert's request (Childermass's limbs kind of. Awkwardly flop. With the motion). She wants to ask 'why not the medical tent', but as observed, her mouth is full at the moment... and it seems kind of stupid to put Childermass down just to ask that, only to have to pick him back up again.

Lambert probably has a good reason for making that call, anyway. So she affirms with a grunt, and turns to start trotting in the direction of the supervisor's grove. She gets him as far as Lambert's doorstep before stopping and waiting, figuring that trying to cram herself through the doorway while holding an injured human in her jaws is not the greatest idea.