Remy nodded with a smile, gazing at the egg lovingly.

Sage watched the egg too, humming softly after a moment. "How long do they stay in the egg," he asked. "And how old is it?"

"9 months, I'd say this one is about 6-7 months,"

Sage nodded, peering over at it before swimming over to look at it a bit closer. "I'm not sure how I'll manage to wait that long," he admitted with a chuckle

Remy chuckled. "Well, they grow up fast,"

Sage hummed softly, nodding along. "They do on earth too," he mused in thought. "Not that I know anything about human kids either," he noted, drowning slightly. Could he care for this child? He wasn't sure how

Remys gaze softened, "Hey, whats wrong?" he asked.

Sage just shook his head slightly. "I just...I've always killed. Never raised anything. Nurtured anything. I know nothing about raising a child and then growing healthy." He sighed heavily, just watching the egg glow under remys care. "It scares me," he admitted softly

"Sage, honey. Do you remember I was your specimen for how many months? You kept me alive, you nutured me, and then you brought me out of the water and taught me how to live,"

Sage let out a sort of bitter laugh. "I kept you alive because we needed you that way. And I just tossed things at you without knowing anything about you. We got lucky." He shook his head glumly. "I don't want our child to just be another experiment," he murmured