The uneven, manic lilt to Peridot's voice may have set him on edge, but not nearly so much as the harsh sharpness in Rose's. It was erratic movement against stony stillness, and Greg caught gaping uselessly between.

"Hey... look, Peridot, it doesn't have to be like this. We're all on the same side here. Rose, come on..."

He didn't know if his words would even be heard--there was already too much going on between two Gems for a little human to try and stand between. But they were all trapped here together, and that meant it would do no good to make more enemies.