[ Peridot keeps stewing in her own irritation until they're outside. She's ready to give Ellana a piece of her mind (a very large piece, really) but Ellana gets the first word in and Peridot just stares at her for a moment as she processes the words.
She has the sinking feeling that Ellana's right about that part. Her gaze drops and she finds a fascinating bit of seaweed to stare at. If she was trapped under debris, there'd be no way that she'd be able to reform. She needs space to do that. She could've been down there for eons. For forever, really. ]
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She has the sinking feeling that Ellana's right about that part. Her gaze drops and she finds a fascinating bit of seaweed to stare at. If she was trapped under debris, there'd be no way that she'd be able to reform. She needs space to do that. She could've been down there for eons. For forever, really. ]
That... would probably have not been ideal.