Amber was still numb to this whole thing, having watched one possibly two of his friends die before his eyes had left the giant Gem feeling hallow on the inside. After the group was warped back to the Temple Amber took a seat in a large metal chair that had a few pillows placed on it for cushioning, he had found it a few weeks ago in the wreckage of the town and decided he wanted it so he brought it back to the temple. He sat there, his expression as depressed and glum as it has ever been, and replayed what he had just watched over and over in his head. He may have sat there like that for hours if the Warp pad didn't light up and Bloodstone came strolling in. Amber didn't know what to do, if it was any other day he may have jumped at the Gem but now... Amber listened to Bloodstone's speech, it sounded fairly similar to what he had said a month ago, save for the part that they were made of shards of other broken Gems. Then Bloodstone said something about training them. [color=f7941d][b]"No..."[/b][/color] Amber said simply as he stood from his seat and looked to the older Gem. [color=f7941d][b]"That history you have just spoke of, this story of other Gems dying and your woe... it isn't my history.[/b][/color] The orange Gem continued in a tone fair too serious than his usual one. [color=f7941d][b]"Yo' speak of these Gems we use to be, yer friends that yo' 'ave lost because of them turning against yo', but we aren't them. Where we come from... who we come from doesn't and shouldn't decided who we are. So as sad as yer story is, no matter how much I pity yo', it does not give yo' the right to come into our 'ome and speak as if you have earned our trust... At least not mine"[/b][/color] He said as he started to walk towards the exit of the Temple. [color=f7941d][b]"Those 'umans that yo' 'urt down in that town 'ave earned more of my trust than yo'... As far as I am worried about it they are my people, not yo' and the Gems yo' speak of."[/b][/color] Amber said as he left the Temple and began to head down into the town.