"I don't need you to take stuff apart. I need you to carry me around the station so I don't have to walk," Peridot clarifies, swishing her tail for emphasis. "It's embarrassing but. I took a fair bit of 'spiritual damage' during that fight with the Queen Clod? This isn't something I would normally ask of anyone but, regrettably, I barely have the energy to think right now, let alone move."

Translation: Anode will probably have to help her with more than just being a means of conveyance, but Peridot's not ready to admit that much yet.