[Her eyes widen, and she bristles. She points at him aggressively:]
Don't even JOKE about such a possibility! Graaaah...
[Peridot stalks away from the door and sits down at the kitchen table without waiting for an invitation. She fidgets, tapping her claws on the surface repeatedly, like she's filling the silence while she tries to figure out where to start.]
Steven, I had... An extremely unpleasant conversation with her just now.
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Don't even JOKE about such a possibility! Graaaah...
[Peridot stalks away from the door and sits down at the kitchen table without waiting for an invitation. She fidgets, tapping her claws on the surface repeatedly, like she's filling the silence while she tries to figure out where to start.]
Steven, I had... An extremely unpleasant conversation with her just now.