feign walks up quickly alongside Jaku once Tamara mentions she doesn't need water.  As the egg slides itself out, he wonders if he should go to catch it, but the job is taken care of by Jaku's own coil.  It occurs to him that only one egg in a birth is an odd thing among most naga species.  He simply makes a mental note of it as he watches Jaku lay down.<br/><br/>Then he turns his attention to Tamara, making sure she isn't having any problems.  So far everything looks almost the same as Jaku's birthing.  "It's a good thing this is going relatively painlessly...  From all I can tell, you two are the start of a species, you may have a lot more where these came from."  He looks a little confused for a second. "Though I still can't tell where it is you two both came from...  I guess I always assumed magic."<br/><br/>He gently strokes Tamara's streched bellyscales as he talks.  His voice stays calm and smooth.  Something about his touch seems unusually soothing.