[ [ Nina finally returns her attention to the eggs. She has more questions, and no way of getting answers for most of them, so she decides to stick to something with a chance of satisfaction. ] ]
What kind of magic?
[ She feels drawn to one of the eggs, a smaller one - thankfully well away from the pool. It's like a heartbeat, steady and compelling. She bites her lip for a moment and then decides to slowly approach. ]
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What kind of magic?
[ She feels drawn to one of the eggs, a smaller one - thankfully well away from the pool. It's like a heartbeat, steady and compelling. She bites her lip for a moment and then decides to slowly approach. ]