[Peridot squints at him for a long moment, trying to gauge the sincerity of that first statement. In the end though, she decides it's not worth pursuing.]
Tch. Fine. Whatever.
[She turns around promptly and goes back to walking away again. Minding her own business. She could point out that Tarn's the one that held her up from her work by asking her questions in the first place, but WHATEVER. Whatever.]
no subject
Tch. Fine. Whatever.
[She turns around promptly and goes back to walking away again. Minding her own business. She could point out that Tarn's the one that held her up from her work by asking her questions in the first place, but WHATEVER. Whatever.]