They're about head-sized, cautious and skittering and burrowing, but also curious enough about her to approach if she holds still for long enough.

Oh wow gosh okay. 

A state of uncertainty regarding the internal nature of the beings whom one beholds, she tries, in case they're people. 

They briefly scatter and flee from this confusing stimulus! Then they pause and gather up curiously again.

Are any of them doing anything she can see with the fingers they've taken? Like eating them or laying eggs in them or anything? 

Some of the fingers (and toes, and one ear) have been eaten. Mostly the ones claimed by the scrawnier-looking specimens. None of the fingers are bleeding, and the ends look... Sewn up?

This is a MYSTERY. 

She goes and finds a shipping crate that hasn't been modified for human transport and attempts to coax the weird crab-octopus-spider things inside it. By biting off her own fingers and throwing them in, if necessary. 

Crystalline fingers are SO FASCINATING VERY WANT.

Once all the crab-things she can find are in the box she closes it and takes off and finds uninhabited rock and lets them out and sits down and examines them further. 

They don't seem to be people. Or particularly social - they're not happy about being moved around in a box. They really like the crystalline fingers and appear to be trying to figure out how they work and if they can be sewn together with little threads produced by their pedipalps(?). They keep their distance from her as long as she is moving around.

She sits very still and watches to see what they do with the fingers. 

Once she has been still for long enough, a particularly adventurous one attempts to sew a finger onto her shoe.

That's actually sort of weirdly cute??? She gently shifts her foot to discourage it though, she doesn't want a finger sewn to her shoe. 

Scurry scurry away!

None of them seem inclined to eat the fingers if they don't have to. They're pretty protective of them, actually. Eventually another brings a crystal finger to her hand, investigates it briefly, then wanders away again with its finger when it turns out she already has a full complement of digits.

She'll check back in on them later. She goes back to make sure there aren't any more finger-predators lingering on the rock where the humans are. 

Either there aren't any, or they're hiding and not tempted out by shiny fingers.

Cool, cool. How are the two populations of humans getting along?

No major fights. The second lot seems to be leaning towards consolidating under the first lot's Resistance leader. Still lots of arguing about next steps, and also lots of industrious improvement of their surroundings. They could use more trees. And food crops. And maybe some tunnels to serve as shelter since it is actually really hard to build a whole bunch of houses in a day, if she can do that quickly with giant crab claws? They're going to try shuffling people in and out of the existing housing under Hour-loom acceleration but that is stressful to arrange and they'll run out of Hours eventually.

Hmm. 

Well...she's not sure digging tunnels herself is a good use of her time, but...

A white snake slithers out of the collar of her dress. She speaks to it softly, and it coils out around her arm and drops to the ground, growing in size and sprouting limbs until it's about as wide across as a man is tall, then begins burrowing into the stone. 

Yikes. But effective, they aren't gonna complain.

"I can't go superluminal while they're off doing that, but I shouldn't need to," she says cheerfully. "More trees, you said?"

"Er... Yeah. Can't have enough wood. If you can make an iron ore deposit too that'd be excellent, but I don't think so?"

"I cannot. Is there a particular advantage to growing trees here, or would bringing lumber be as good if it happens to be more convenient--come to think of it, how useful would Bronzewood be--"

"Well for one having trees and gardens right here is nice and reassuring, right, none of us are keen to rely on imports again and there wasn't a speck of green on Brabazon- Bronzewood would help but what we really need is a whole lot of regular wood. And iron ore, or iron ingots, for when we run out of nails and have to start making more."

"I can't make iron ore, but I'll bring more seeds and I'll see what I can get." 

"We definitely appreciate it. Even if a bunch of us starve to death in the meantime on this rock, you can fix that, so we're better off than on the Workworlds even if you can't."