[Peridot follows her movements with fearful eyes, sitting rigidly in her little bubble prison. At least the knowledge that she's not immediately on the chopping (shattering?) block means that there's some hope for an outcome where this encounter doesn't end with her gem in a million tiny pieces? Provided she can get some backup out here to save her bacon.

Better play along as much as she can, even if she's piss scared right now.

She throws up the usual salute. She's been leaning into the Rebel Lyfe(tm) so hard for so long now that it actually makes her feel kind of scummy to do that, but it's not like she has much of a choice.]

My Diamond-- Please forgive me, I have been trapped here in this measly, stars-forsaken realm for so long that I had completely forgotten myself, AND all protocol, so much so that when I finally laid my vision spheres upon your radiance once more, I was struck with a blind panic, the likes of which no gem has ever experienced before! I completely forgot myself, but you have my word that it will not happen again!

[That is her story for why she threw a trash can at you, and she is sticking to it.]