[ Actually, gems do kinda care about things like that. Which is why they make the motions to glue the upper half of their left leg to the lower half, taking a brush for themself and moving the jar of resin closer to their side. Not only do they vastly prefer it if it doesn't get pieced together backwards, but they'd also find it weirdly embarrassing for him to be handling their leg all over the place, so— it's back to the if you want a job done, do it yourself mindset. ]

That guy cut these pieces cleanly, so this won't take long. [ Yeah, "that guy", who's name is escaping them for the moment. ] It's still something I can fix myself. If a time comes in this place where I'm shattered into lots of pieces or to the point of unconsciousness, that would be the time to worry about it.

[ They trail off, sitting the chunk of crystal on what's left of their lap while they apply the resin to the cut side, focusing on their work instead of looking at him. ]