Feign's hand slides between his coils ans slowly runs along the inside of the egg shell, feeling a thin soft layer coating the inside of the hard shell.  Something about this space is keeping him only dimly conscious.  Only able to move sluggishly and feeling now also cut off from feeling Jaku's sensations.<br/><br/>Even without sharing his host's senses, something instinctual tells him that he will be born soon.