"Y-yes," she stammered, lifting the egg from the pool of acid on the bottom of his stomach and holding it in her hands, trying to protect the small dragon's life.<span style="font-style: italic">I never knew dragons come in pink....</span>she thought, then shook her head, knowing that there were much more important matters than the egg's color. "What do I do?" she asked, staring up Havoc's throat as the egg's shell continued to disintegrate. She hurridly wiped the egg off with her hand, getting part of the liquid off.