"I can understand that you didn't foresee her turning on us like that. That's not your fault nor is it hers...to some extent. However....after all that was said and done, please tell me you did not just put her in the same storage department as the egg. Whose to say that she doesn't go berserk again with that<span style="font-style: italic">thing</span>so close by?" Vagile said, clearly vexed as he rubbed the temples of his forehead.