Peridot's eyes narrow a bit. "Did Lambert tell you about the shirt thing?" she growls suspiciously. That's the only thing she can think of that she and Lapis have ever done that could possibly have given Childermass that impression, right? That traitor. And they had just been bonding over how great boobs were, too.

She forges ahead without really waiting for an answer. "Lapis... isn't really interested in that sort of thing," she explains, glancing away uncomfortably.