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Interrogation

Spinel

Garnet had to carry Steven onto the pilots seat of the ship. As much pain as I am in now, it doesn't surpass the guilt. "What just happened, Spinel?"

I was still shaken, baffled, and most of all confused. With arms crossed over my achingly poisoned gem, I stand there my mouth opening and closing waiting for my mind to come up with a response.

"I-I don't really know."

I respond, as an honest answer. But of course my track record doesn't support my accusation. I have already once tried to poison and destroy this earth, but now I have no idea what is happening. But of course my sheer involvement with this problem doesn't help.

I did fly this ship in. I did land on this planet. Did I know that something like this would happen? No. I didn't even think about this happening, I didn't even know that Gem ships even had these kinds of weapons. But then again I was kinda out of the loop for a while.

I was never trained in battle.

"Well, what do you know?" Garnet asks trying to suppress her frustration, since she can probably tell that I am just as lost as she is. "Why did you leave Homeworld? Did the diamonds send you? Is there something wrong?" Garnet continues to press.

At that point my mind is still trying to process what is happening now. But with all of these added questions, my mind is overloading with too much information at one time. And with the poisonous ache of my gem, I have no ability to formulate any answers that might be satisfactory.

Dizzy with anxiety, I just start talking.

"I had to leave." 

Maybe that was not the best response to go with. But at this point, Garnet's stare was beginning to feel like too much. And I think Garnet began to realize that. So instead of pressing me any farther with questions, she turns around and pulls out some sort of communication device. 

I look past Garnet, who is trying to explain what happened to whoever was on the other line. Steven is still unconscious in the pilots seat, slumped back, his body slack. There was a sheen of sweat glistening over his ghastly pale face. His expression appears contorted in pain. It is the poison. The same poison that is currently giving me the same anguishing pain. 

My mind tries to process what could be happening. I do not know why I haven't passed out, since Steven and I were subjected to the same substance. Even when I had foolishly tried to poison the earth, it was only supposed to destroy organic substances. But I am in pain, it ebbs and throbs around the surfaces where it had poisoned my gem. 

I didn't intentionally do this. I didn't know what would even set this off. How did this even happen? How could I have been so dumb to hurt everyone again, especially when I had just began to get everyone on my good side. I don't even know what the poison is. But I do know what it does. It doesn't just hurt organic matter. 

It also hurts gems.