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[viscora]

[The scene that comes up on the feed is a very cozy one indeed: a pot of soup? Stew? Something like that on the stove of a small apartment kitchen, with a clutch of eggs wrapped around the main living area of said apartment, covered in blankets and a hot water bottle or two. Yes, there is a tacky Christmas mug filled with some sort of hot beverage on the table. It's being watched by a sushi-shaped dragon at the moment.

Laszlo is holding one of the eggs as they wrap it in Yet Another Blanket.]

There is something I do not understand. My uncle, you see, he used to breed hunting dogs.

[They pet a very bread-tastic dog next to them on the couch. The dog yawns, her accomplishments in egg-laying not going unappreciated.]

Why do they lay eggs.

Comments

[viscora]

What world are you from where mammals lay eggs? Most of them don't.

[gobetween]

Well-! [He's rankled, however briefly.] I never paid attention to that sort of thing.

But I guess it could be weird if someone's not used to that. [Exhaled snort.] There's a lot of things like that around here.

[viscora]

...does no one ever get pregnant where you're from?

[gobetween]

Well there's so many of us someone must, but no one I've personally known!

Like I said, I don't really pay attention to that. I'm usually busy exploring the tunnels instead.