[ Farron bowed a little at the waist, his heavy robes rustling with the movement. ]

But... you are my lord. It is only right that I address you so. A miracle has delivered you unto us.

[ He'll pause, though, at Hajime's description of the egg, mouth twisting wryly. He lifted a calloused hand to cover the twitch of smile before shaking his head. ]

Take a breath, my lord. Focus beyond the physical sensations. Find the quiet spaces of your own mind.