[ Well this is spiraling out of control nicely. This is what happens when Amethyst is left to her own devices.]

Oh I wasn't counting on it. I was just hoping you'd be reasonable. But now? Now I'm hoping you do something stupid so I have a reason to knock some sense into you.

[ Curse these stubby legs. She can't loom really so she just squares her shoulders and jabs a finger at Malachite.]

So here's the plan. Either you chill out and talk, you hit the exit because you're a wuss, or you try your luck and get smacked down.