That doesn't mean she doesn't want to. Slowly, her shoulders loosen, but instead she crosses her arms, looking as displeased as ever as she considers her words.

"That's right." It's not like she made it any sort of secret. "I was a Gem before I ended up on this miserable space ship." Though it's better than the miserable planet below, that much is certain. "But now I'm not." And she doesn't like it, and she's making absolutely zero effort to hide the fact she doesn't.