Kaldur made note of that, wondering how much would hold true for his dragon. Were they all the same or were their difference between each one that hatched? "Perhaps. Mine has yet to hatch, so I am not even certain what to expect when he or she does," Kaldur admitted. Since Hunk was asking, he flipped the bag's flap open and showed the large, leathery egg. It was black and aqua swirled in color and almost looked like it might have been a little luminescent as well, though it was difficult to tell in the light of day.

"But, no, I do not imagine goo would be very filling. I suppose now the trick will be figuring out what her food preferences are," Kaldur mused, studying the little dragon now nestled against the young man. There was just so much to consider, Kaldur was glad he had some time to try to figure it out.

He folded the bag closed again and added, "My name is Kaldur'ahm, but most people just call me Kaldur." There was no sense in discussing his superhero name since it would likely have no meaning in this world. Although, the mention of the dragons name reminds Kaldur that he is going to have to think about that as well for his own dragon. Just one more thing, but at least that might actually be a little bit fun. Which, since they seem to be having a pleasant conversation anyway, Kaldur decides to ask, "How did you come up with the name for your dragon? If you do not mind me asking."