Phoebe woke suddenly, an urgent feeling taking hold as contractions started in her body. It wasn't comfortable, but it didn't hurt as much as human women would say. The nice thing about eggs was that they tended to just slide on out, nothing to get hung up on. Grunting, she lumbered to the nest, making ready to deposit the first of several winding their way down. Thank goodness these would be the last, and no more would be forced.
Zypher nodded with a relaxed smile at Jackie's gentle words and understanding of his naivety of magic. He looked to Anna's phone and nodded, "It would make sense that they are all traveling together, especially since they're displaced. But as you said, it's no guarantee." Zypher reasoned aloud.
"With those things helping the humans, anything is possible. " Razeth said with sadness. "Where shall we go? Where is safe now?" He asked nervously.
"In Anstropfia, we fae like to see each new day as a way to improve upon the last. Don't carry your regrets with you, Asclepius. They add a burden that only make your journey harder and that much longer. Go see Phoebe, I believe you'll find her mood much-improved. If not, just give her time." Xatia said reasonably.
Fay was surprised by her sudden movement, but soon realized what was going on. She wasn't sure she should interfere though, so stayed quiet and out of the way.
Anna nodded and looked back to Jackie "I guess we will return when we have what items we can get for those we can get them for." She said, bowing her head.
Phoebe focused on the task at hand, and soon pushed an egg out, depositing it neatly into her nest. She exhaled heavily, relieved that her belly felt lighter. Only a few left to go! She turned to look at the new egg. Gasping, she exclaimed," what is this? The dancing flame should be a tiny gold embryo. This! It is... A blue flame? How can this... Wait... It must be the sire's influence. What sort of dragon is he, I wonder?"
"Yes, I cannot hide forever. I feel badly that she was captured. Because no males answered her Call, I suppose she is frustrated that it led to her capture. I chose not to answer, but I had that choice. She's not royalty, after all, but still, there is certainly a measure of guilt there. We can never know the what ifs. And you are right in asserting that dwelling on the past won't help anyone move forward. I will do as you suggest, princess, and visit her, But I will not neglect these people gathered here. I won't neglect my allies. When we are all safe, that's when I will leave." Asclepius nodded to Xatia, a weight lifted from his heart. He almost felt silly for being worried about what she might think.
