Purple Tourmaline was still sleeping while Peridot thought of what things will be like now.

Did we really grow this far apart?
She thought, angered, yet slightly confused.

Is this what we're gonna be now? Staying in the enemy's home? Doing nothing. Not even doing what we're supposed to do. Our main purpose.

I guess...

Purple Tourmaline didn't have a purpose.

I swear... I would've protected her if I could.

I would've protected all of them! But I didn't. That's how much of a coward I am. How much of a coward each peridot can b-

No.

I am Peridot. I'm not a peridot. Am I my own gem?

On Homeworld, I'm just a bunch of letters and numbers.

Nothing special.

Nothing special at all.

"You're weak!"

"You're just a fake!"

"You were a mistake!"

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'RE SOMETHING!"

"You could've been a better peridot. Instead, I got this. A stupid, defective, defenseless peridot. Get out of my sight."

"You. Are. Nothing."

Peridot felt hot tears streaming down her cheeks. What is this feeling? Why was she acting like this?

They were right.

I am weak.

I am fake.

I am a mistake.

I know I'm nothing.

I know I'm defenseless.

I

Know

I'm...

"...Defective."