I was a prisoner of war. A rebel group ended up dissipating my form, and then my own group ended up picking me up and putting me inside a mirror, because they thought I was a rebel. And then when they ordered a retreat, the mirror I was in was left on earth, and picked back up by the rebel group.

[She... seems nonchalant about that, but judging by the force with which she flings a huge swath of stone into the ocean... She's probably not really over it yet.]

And then their Pearl stuffed me inside her Gem and only occasionally brought me out to ask me to show things from Homeworld.