[ Hatchlings. Dragon hatchlings. Saints, she hopes not. ]

Only legends of them, so far as I know. [ She glances back to the giant, somehow calcified, corpse giving them shelter. ] And none of them speak of eggs coming from a dead dragon - not that that means anything, truly. I do wonder how it died.

[ With the wings just so? That can't be a natural resting pose. It looks like it was about to take off and then just... stopped. And Nina's seen more than her share of dead things - shouldn't it have fallen? Shouldn't gravity have had its way with it? ]