Hira: Eugene Rumio, what are you doing in here, wearing my vestments?!

Eugene: Mother! You're back! I, uh, nobody wanted t' take over for ya, so I did.

Hira: A male broodwitch? Ridiculous. I just hope the eggs are okay.

Eugene: Well I kept th' room 'bout the same as you left it. Uh, a few hatched, and I had t'figure out whose was whose by their colors.

Eugene: 'Cept one, wasn't anyone's. I let Rumi have 'er.

Hira: Only one? Are you sure she was an orphan?

Eugene: Tsan never told me she laid 'bother egg. Guess she had other stuff on 'er mind.

Hira: Oh.

Hira: Yes, she did.

Hira: You've done well.