"T-Timon? Are you still there? Are you -" she broke off with a cough "- are you still okay?" she rasped. She wiggled, trying to dislodge whatever it was holding her down. This wasn't exactly anything new; she'd experienced collapsing tunnels before, knew what to expect, knew what she needed to do, but gems? Yeah, they didn't have gems in their soil back home. They were causing more problems than she had expected. Even if she could start digging a new way out, she couldn't move.

Frustrated, she began pawing away at the limited space in front of her, grumbling a stuttered, "Come on, come on, come on," as she worked, and then -

"Timon!" There he was. She sagged a little at seeing him, breathing rapidly, but some of her panic for her own life fading. And... had he dug his way to her? Her son? Oh, Timmy... She'll be so proud of him if they both actually get out of this in one piece!