He was quite pleased with the haul, even including the pain he had had wrenching his back as he had, but that was until he had gotten to the gem stone... thing. It was VERY close, close enough to fool him on a casual and rushed inspection, but after half an hour of close inspection, while the thing was clearly as large as a melon, it wasn't until he realized that the room was getting warm that he froze. He stared at the thing in front of him as his brain FINALLY caught up with him, before speaking VERY clearly and concisely. "Would you please go and tell the cooks to start gathering as much food as possible, over the next couple days? I think I know what this is, why the dragon was so enraged at losing it, and if I am right, we need to be on land before it hatches."<br/><br/>His last word clearly confused the rogue, so he explained further, finally understanding why the lizardfolk had chosen death under cannon fire and volcanic eruption to leaving it behind. Those would be a mercy compared to what the enraged parents were going to do to them. "This is a red dragon egg, and they are fire breathers. We don't want our young dragon here to hatch surrounded by nothing but wood and then water, do we? Especially since they aren't usually very polite to new beings, and tend to use fire to express that."