A little encouragement from Amethyst and that demonstration from the Ringmaster is enough to bolster Peridot's confidence; she's considering grabbing the egg herself and bubbling it for storage, just before shit starts popping off.

For now, she just makes a note that Tyki has it, and hopes that wherever he put it, the fae won't be able to sense it on him. They can discuss what to do with the heart after they get through this, once Ignatius is out of earshot.

For now, Peridot tenses and subtly curls her tail around Amethyst's ankle, watching the hatching with rapt attention. Her eyes flick to the hand...

"Uh. Did he always have claws like that?" She whispers to the rest of the group, sounding mildly concerned.