[voice]

[ofnovalue]

P-please! Please quiet down! I am at my wit's end! I beseach you! Speak your need! Who is your mother? Where are they? Tis certainly not me!

-She sounds desperate.-

Agrias! Help me!

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[immovable]

....Milady, surely you tease me. Are you developing an odd sense of humor we arrived? Eggs make no noise save for when the Chocobo is ready to hatch.

[ofnovalue]

What reason would I have to lie!?

[immovable]

My sincerest apologies, my liege. I was merely wondering if perhaps the monotony of this place was driving you to pranking to pass the time.

[She bows deeply]

Perhaps I should see this egg; the last time I was around one was on the battlefield, but I can see what I can do.

[ofnovalue]

Please do. I am at wit's end.

[immovable]

Whereabouts is it? I will head there immediately.

[Cleaning up and getting ready. If it is a Chocobo, then at least they can traverse the whole gardens in one turn.]

[ofnovalue]

... I'm in my bedroom.

... Allow me a moment to dress.

[immovable]

[Yes, okay, covering her eyes and blushing a bit, turning her back and waiting for you to give word]

A-at your command, milady, take your time.

[ofnovalue]

-Imagine how she feels... It only takes a few moments, at least.-

You may enter.

[immovable]

[She still tries to keep an air of responsibility about her, clearing her throat and entering, looking curiously at you and then the egg]

Have you any idea from whence it came?

[ofnovalue]

Twas simply here when I awoke.

[immovable]

Magic, perchance? Perhaps of the same ilk that brought us here, so it brings this to us. Though why us and not some other?

[She tries to remember how they took care of those damn chocobo eggs that kept clogging up their rank screens, rubbing it gently with a gloved hand.]

I am, er, not exactly motherly material.

[ofnovalue]

Nor was I trained in such matters... -Nobles didn't usually raise their own kids.-

[immovable]

Any chocobo eggs that were lain as we went across Ivalice seemed to hatch entirely on their own if their parents had left us. Though I suppose we should not abandon this.

[Fucking game mechanics.]

Perhaps it needs to be kept warm? Do we have anything that we could wrap it in?

[ofnovalue]

Well, there's my cloak. The weather has been too warm for me to wear it lately.

[immovable]

That should do nicely. Though have you noticed anything else off about this? Or is it just...somehow producing unholy noises and disturbing you?

[She motions to take the cloak to try to wrap it, looking a bit flustered]

Do you suppose we are the only lucky ones who have earned themselves such a treat?

[ofnovalue]

I've heard of other incidents...

[immovable]

...Perhaps we are being thoroughly tested for...only the angels know what exactly, since this Queen is not likely to come out and tell us. Though I suppose she nets a few points for giving us a unique test and not another swordsman's exam or history lesson like I was often put to at the church.

...Still could have warned us a bit.

[ofnovalue]

Besides... How difficult can this be?

[immovable]

Hopefully whatever lays inside does not take up too much space then lay another.

[Lady you do not need to know how fast dem bird steeds reproduced back home.]

Even with food here bordering on infinite, I would fear for our sanity draining.

[ofnovalue]

-A giggle.- Let us worry one step at a time, Agrias.

[immovable]

Ahh, my apologies, I am but used to planning out whole battles ahead of time. Not a step wasted, and all.

[A beat.]

D-do you suppose the Queen had us do this, together, for a reason? You know her views.