“Its funny to think of how hard I used to fight for homeworld...for the empire. All of what I believed in, and I struggled so much to vanguard is just gone. What remains is a shell, order replaced with some mockery of what used to be the empire.” Her tone felt more and more sickly sounding, as if seeing this happier era was akin to getting an illness.
The old gem was basically talking to herself, as there were times when she wanted to be alone. Choosing to sulk on her couch on what Peridot saw as merely some disgusting hippie nonsense. Era 3 made her pull out one of her weed pipes she kept around. What was she gonna do with it? Smoke it and enjoy her personal self contempt of the universe till she was ready to enjoy the day again.