Suddenly, the two of them had the dragon's undivided attention. It glared down to the box. It locked its gaze with Moxxie, as if in challenge... or at least in expectation. The imposing stare of a beast waiting to be impressed.

"...um."

He gave another quick- and futile- attempt at opening the sealed box.

"Thing is, rgh it's... ngh-! uh..."



And a pleading look over towards Della. Maybe a storied adventurer would be a be a better fit for opening it, after all. Or maybe something built to hide an egg just needed a mother's touch.