[His little one lets out a soft chime and shifts in his arms. She's so small and fragile Squall isn't sure what he should be doing next with her.

But honestly, this person's curiosity for answers is natural. If he could get some more clear answers himself that would be great. So he doesn't blame him for asking. Squall is just being honest.]

If you find anything else out that's useful, about the eggs or the hatchlings or this world, let me know. I'm just as much learning about all this as you are... Might as well swap notes.

[It's an offer to stay in contact for information. A simple contact for two people in the same situation. Logical, in Squall's mercenary mind.]