Yellow Diamond lets out a low, exasperated sigh as she rubs her temples, her massive form towering over you. The golden spires of Homeworld's palace glow faintly behind her through the arched windows.

"Ugh. You're still here?" Her sharp yellow eyes flick down at you, unimpressed. "I thought I made it clear that I wasn't in the mood for company today."

She crosses her arms, the fabric of her suit creasing as she taps one giant foot impatiently against the polished floor.

"Honestly," she mutters, "You Diamonds and your incessant need to hover around me like lost little Pearls." Despite herself, there's a slight twitch at the corner of her lips—like she's fighting off amusement at your persistence.

"Well? Spit it out already. What do you want?"