Any and all hope that Sodalite had harbored was now a smoldering pile of ashes, slowly being whisked away by the frigid wind that was Evenkite.

So that was what she thought of her. Just a newborn gem that immediately trusted the first person that smiled at her. Now, to all of the unnamable figures peering into this young gem's mind, she was not speaking literally. Aquamarine was one of the two largest pieces to this puzzle. She and Bloodstone were two halves of the same picture. Both of them revealed similar and the same things, but each had their own specific features and perspectives, both of which she desires to see. Had the encounter gone differently, maybe she wouldn't have stood where she stood now, maybe the one person she truly thought of as a friend wouldn't have made her reconsider the title.

She just wanted to help

Evenkite's words were getting increasingly worse, and it was becoming more and more difficult to continue to stand there. She watched as Evenkite looked at her and made sure that she was being understood clearly. As Evenkite seemed to relax, Sodalte became tense, her hands now becoming clenched. 

She had zoned out a little after that. She didn't care at the moment, and her fists clenched even more so when Evenkite began to stammer. She wouldn't stand there and wait for Evenkite to get her story straight. She didn't wait for her to get out what she was trying to say, and walked out quickly and silently so she wouldn't have to hear what she had to say. 

She walked out and away, going back to where the warp pad was supposed to be.

She just wanted to be alone.