“Nothing more than you’ve told me yourself Chrysalis.” I replied and leaned forward. “You don’t like being called insects.” She bristled a bit at that. “And I’ve had more direct experience with your kind’s ‘insides’ recently than I’d like.” I thought back to what I had seen in the tree, and my subsequent experience with the one impaled over me. “You’ve got an internal skeleton as well as exoskeleton, which is weird by the way.”