Jasper groaned in discomfort as he stood on his hind legs and stretched a front claw toward his new dangling friend, he heard several snaps and pops in places that weren’t supposed to do that yet and winced, “Can you reach me?” he asked her.
"Yes" Amethyst said, although suddenly she plummeted to the ground, her legs deciding they didn't need to work. "Ahh! Are you okay?!" She said, hurriedly leaping off of the other pupa.
Jasper growled involuntarily as he felt his shell crack in several other places. He winced, looking to see if the damage was severe which he was both relieved and annoyed to see that it wasn’t, “Yeah, I think so,” he said, getting his first good look at the female, her most prominent feature being the purple stone on her head which he thought was rather pretty and hoped she wouldn’t lose it when she molted.
Amethyst shook herself off, finding it more difficult than it used to be when she was a wyrm.
“Jasper,” he said grumpily, wondering how she could have any amount of cheer while still a pupa.
"Hey, what's wrong?" She asked.
“I’m tired of this shell,” Jasper grumbled annoyed still with the awful thing that wrapped his whole body.
"Oh, Me too." She said. "But, it's better than being stuck in a hole, kidnapped, stitches that you don't know where they came from, loss of memory, fear of falling, overprotective parents, etc."
“That’s a bit specific,” Jasper pointed out, cocking his head.
