She'll sit, but she doesn't have to like it. And she'll even make a great gesture of doing so, letting herself more or less fall into the chair and slouch and slump, eyes fixed on Diya.

"I have a better idea. You find a way to turn me back into a Gem. And I'd really rather not wear shoes." Even when she had worn shoes, she hadn't actually worn shoes. She'd just shape-shifted them onto her form.