The little naga roo smiles and stirrs from his nap when the egg starts to shift behind him. He murrs and gives it a few gentle taps. Rocking the egg very gently from side to side, showing the girl within that theres somebody outside waiting for her to hatch again. His mind wanders back when he was within his own egg. How soft the inner wall was, and the complete security and peace that came from being trapped within. With a soft murr, he climbs ontop of the egg and gently lays down on his belly, while wrapping his arms and legs somewhat around it.