"And leave my eggs?" she asks, in a tone of voice that someone might use if he'd suggested cutting off a limb. "Seeing as I don't need food, there's no reason for me to leave, until they've hatched." She glances at the eggs he indicated, nodding. "So, these are going to be your 'twilight' dragons, hmm? I'm not certain if I like the idea of my children being that much stronger than me," she says, jokingly.