"She wasn't even hidden. I found her in a patch of mushrooms on a path." Not that the egg couldn't have rolled out of someone's pouch, but that egg had been there for a minute. Shura couldn't have been the first person to pass by it.

On her shoulder, Aconite makes a little whining sound in her sleep. Shura turns to look at her. Shura shoves the last bite of bread in her mouth and hold her hand out in Strange's general direction. "Can you get me an egg?"