Pearl's shoulders twitch with a hitched, flustered laughter, and she angles her chin up by an inch. Her hands loosen and part, to secure a loose lock of hair behind her ear.

That certainly can't be called punishment, much less with the fluttery feeling it sets off in her chest, but... it's not as though she could ever refuse her.

"Of course you can, Garnet. You don't need to ask that."