Oh, you did? [Lucky duck.] Did you work in it?

[Reid looks down at Yang, still looking unsure.] I don't know. I mean, there are some things he just can't communicate to me, like what to feed him or how much sleep he should be getting or--

[OH MY GOD.

Yang just starts pawing his knee like a very discontented cat. Reid flinches back, but his movement is limited with the giant pink egg in his lap.]

Yang! Stop that! Your claws are sharp!