To her credit, Peridot actually listened to every word V spoke. Of course, she was growing more visibly irritated with each sentence out of the elf's mouth. Cantrips, at least, made sense until she starting talking about dice and... Whatever a 1d3 was. The rest was, as far as the Gem was concerned, utter nonsense, and she brought her hands up into her yellow hair, tugging at it.

"No! No, we can't stop wasting time because it's all you do!" she cried out. "What you're saying doesn't mean anything to me! Where are the dice?!"