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[eighthday]

It's huge. Here.

[A second picture with a mug for scale. Check out this giant egg.]

As you can see, it's a formidable egg. Why is there an egg? Who goes around leaving eggs in apartments when they're not around?

[fearson]

So you didn't lay it. Can you even lay eggs?

[eighthday]

Absolutely not, but you would be appalled to hear about the sorts of things that can happen when dreamers are sufficiently drunk and have enough memoria swirling about them.

While I had mixed feelings about some of the power I eventually came into, I was grateful that disentangling those sorts of messes were no longer under my purview.

[fearson]

[ Okay, Mydei feels his eyes glaze over trying to read all of that. ]

Right.

So the egg. What are you going to do with it?

[eighthday]

[Why does it feel like his unskippable cutscene just got skipped.]

I don't know?

[fearson]

[ Mydei's a lore skipper..... ]

It looks like a dromas egg. It may hatch if you incubate it?

Or you could cook it.

[ NO!!!! ]

1/???

[eighthday]

What would even hatch from this egg???

2/???

[eighthday]

Can you even eat it? Is it even edible? Despite being an egg, not all eggs are equally edible.

We're not getting anywhere with this.

3/???

[eighthday]

[They need a third opinion. Sunday's reaching out to a friend. Are you ready? Another friend's being added to the chat.]

Does this egg look edible to you?

[Egg.]

The more I look at it, the more cartoonishly fake it seems, but here it is, on my table. What do you think, Phainon?

he's almost the adult in the room! for once!

[aedeselysiae]

Actually, that looks very similar to the thing my teacup hatched from. I don't think they're edible, no.

[ This probably raises more questions than it answers. ]

[fearson]

Deliverer, you sound insane.

[ Given they live together, Mydei's probably seen said teacup, but like what? Huh? Bro? ]

[eighthday]

What does this teacup look like??

[Mydei please they need to LOCK the FUCK in this might be very important.]

[aedeselysiae]

It's purple and gold. Ah, I have a picture of it.

[ sends a picture! ]

[ It's called a Pokemon, apparently. Though there are other kinds of them, but I really don't know much about them yet. ]

[eighthday]

That wasn't what I met.

[ :c sentient tea, gone but not forgotten]

Thank you for showing me.

[aedeselysiae]

What did you meet, exactly?

[eighthday]

Sentient tea. It's very complicated. However, the tea was polite.

[aedeselysiae]

[ Phainon re-reads what he wrote and...yeah, okay, point, but he's not conceding that to Mydei. ]

You didn't notice the egg in the basket before it hatched? And you've seen Tsai floating around, right? I learned recently that it's called a Pokemon, a ghost type or something like that. So I imagine Sunday's egg will hatch something, too. Maybe something less odd than a teacup ghost.

[eighthday]

Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but aren't you two living together?




[How do you miss an egg in a basket???]

[aedeselysiae]

Yes, we live together.

[fearson]

I didnt notice the egg. And I thought Tsai was the same as the Cat Pot I bought.

[ why is he looking like the stupid one now ]

1/2

[fearson]

?

2/2

[fearson]

You're consulting him?

[eighthday]

There's not that many people I can consult at the moment. Most of the other people I know have had an experience, and, no, I don't want to talk about it. And if I turned this egg into an omelette than it's too large for me to eat alone.

[fearson]

...... apparently that guy knows more than I gave him credit for. Unfortunate.

[eighthday]

I have the same feeling whenever someone like Aventurine or Boothill points out what should be stunningly obvious to me.

[He's admitting it! Character development!!!]