"Listen, Pearl, I don't like this idea any more than you do -" Peridot was trying to explain, but Pearl interrupted, her voice brought up to a screech by nerves.
"Then why did you bring it up?" Pearl demanded, making Lapis yelp and spill the armful of swords she was carrying out of Pearl's room. Amethyst hurried over and set a large purple hand on her arm. "Peridot?" Pearl asked.
"Because we have no other choice!" she answered, not even trying to keep her emotions under control. "You think we really have any tiny chance against homeworld with these - these - these toothpicks?!"
Pearl's jaw dropped and she stuttered for a moment before letting out a sound of anger. "Toothpicks?" she settled on. "These are what won us the first war!"
Peridot scoffed. "You can't be serious," she said, and the whole room paused to listen to her nasal voice fill the space. "You only survived the gem war because of Rose's shield! We only left because Earth wasn't worth the trouble! We'd used up nearly all the resources we could, and it was littered with corrupted gems. We can't win, unless we use the -"
"No, Peridot, and that's final." Pearl stalked off angrily.
Peridot growled and kicked a pile of spears in the corner.