Stupid plants, getting in my way!
Psilo agressively hacked away at the greenery that blocked her path, trying to clear the way for everyone else. She felt like a real leader, and she wasn't about to let some greenery get in the way of it. I swear I cut these things just a second ago! Psilo thought to herself, keeping an eye on her coordinates so she didn't get lost. A few vines managed to get caught on her claws, which annoyed Psilo to no end. They were reducing her slashing and cutting ability, not to mention being extremely uncomfortable. Rather than having a tantrum, she ripped the vine chunks off of her claws and continued.
Once she finally reached the clearing that she had landed in, Psilo ran to the other gems that had stayed behind. "You guys- oh stars, uh..." she started to say, her aura of authority suddenly plummeting to nothing as she remembered the blue gem. "U-um, I-I suggest trying t-to find the ship... a-also, this is T-Tanzanite, and she'll b-be accompanying us."
At this point, Psilo wanted nothing more than to punch herself as hard as she could and poof herself, sparing herself the embarrassment. She had just gone from being a confident, almost full blown leader figure to becoming a shivering little coward. She couldn't help it! The blue gem, Blue Goldstone if she remembered correctly, could practically shatter her at any time if she was no longer needed, and it actually scared her. Shaking her head vigorously, she tried scraping up the figurative remains of her confidence. "Okay, what we need to do is find our ship. Another side goal: figure out what we're going to do, if anything, about that space monster gem. Once this is done, we can refocus on our primary objective. For now, we salvage what we can and go. Blue, you're pretty darn strong. See what you can do about the whole salvaging deal, but don't overdo it. We'll need your strength for later. Maw, you said earlier that you know the general direction in which the ship went? That's perfect, we'll need you to guide us then. Cinnabar?... uh, I'm not entirely sure of your potential, but you and White Sapphire can act as guards of sorts when we end up going. Beryl, again, I'm not sure of what you can do. For now, we could use another set of eyes keeping a lookout, other than my own. Tanzanite, if you wish to, you can help in any way you see fit: salvaging, guarding, navigating, or any other aspect that I've not previously mentioned," Psilo ordered, trying to maintain an authoritative tone while not making it sound like she was acting all high and mighty.
On the exterior, Psilo was currently calm and collected, acting once again like a leader despite her quick breakdown moment. On the inside, however, she was still losing it.
I, Psilomelane, just told everyone, everyone, what to do. That... felt... good? Oh my stars, I'm going to be shattered. I was just supposed to be a pilot!... If I end up filing a report, this will end up being excluded.
Psilo marched around in circles around nothing once more, trying to figure out if she left anything unsaid.