Peridot lifts her head to look at the tail with surprise. It's a weird gesture, but. Not entirely unwelcome, or unappreciated.
She takes a deep breath and pushes a hand back through her hair. "You're right," she rasps, aggressively palming the tears out of her eyes with her free hand. "I'm letting my emotions get the better of me. I-I'm sorry."
That image is still clear in her head, though. The sight of that nude fae walking around wearing Lapis like a gaudy piece of jewelry. Cooing over Lapis and Jasper both like they were nothing more than shiny baubles. It... Well, it makes her blood boil, for lack of a better gem-specific phrase. And she can't even permit herself to think about what Steven must be going through right now...
It briefly occurs to her that she really should check in with Amethyst, but... The thought of having to talk a whole bunch in order to fill her in just feels like too much for Peridot to handle right now. Instead, she pushes herself back onto her feet and stands at the bedside as well, ready to help Lambert out however she can... even if it just means being an extra pair of hands for holding stuff while he works.
"At least we didn't lose Childermass," she murmurs, frowning and staring at the unconscious man's face. She means it, too; might as well look at what didn't go horribly wrong today, right? "Though that sure would have been some deja vu."
LMAO god, thank you
She takes a deep breath and pushes a hand back through her hair. "You're right," she rasps, aggressively palming the tears out of her eyes with her free hand. "I'm letting my emotions get the better of me. I-I'm sorry."
That image is still clear in her head, though. The sight of that nude fae walking around wearing Lapis like a gaudy piece of jewelry. Cooing over Lapis and Jasper both like they were nothing more than shiny baubles. It... Well, it makes her blood boil, for lack of a better gem-specific phrase. And she can't even permit herself to think about what Steven must be going through right now...
It briefly occurs to her that she really should check in with Amethyst, but... The thought of having to talk a whole bunch in order to fill her in just feels like too much for Peridot to handle right now. Instead, she pushes herself back onto her feet and stands at the bedside as well, ready to help Lambert out however she can... even if it just means being an extra pair of hands for holding stuff while he works.
"At least we didn't lose Childermass," she murmurs, frowning and staring at the unconscious man's face. She means it, too; might as well look at what didn't go horribly wrong today, right? "Though that sure would have been some deja vu."