He considered the egg, before deciding he wasn't that hungry, and he could leave the egg. Moderation was the essence of civilization, so he just enjoyed the view. Not so good as what he would have when he got his lair. Once his need for height was done, he climbed back down, ignoring the egg still, before rejoining the camp, ready to take the middle shift again. He usually took the middle watch shift, having no problems taking multiple naps, and it seemed to keep the others happy. Once the next morning rolled around, they headed east again.