"Mnh. And sugar is the sweet stuff," she 'repeats', keeping that in mind. She blinks however, looking up. "...It's still an egg," Reira notes. She shrugs a shoulder, her backpack shaking somewhat. "...So I'm carrying them for now. No one knows what they are though."
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"Mnh. And sugar is the sweet stuff," she 'repeats', keeping that in mind. She blinks however, looking up. "...It's still an egg," Reira notes. She shrugs a shoulder, her backpack shaking somewhat. "...So I'm carrying them for now. No one knows what they are though."