[The Pokegear flicks on to focus on Ziva's face, with a hint of a smile on it. Wordlessly, she turns the video to face the couch she's been sleeping on, where a brown and tan egg is wrapped in blankets, twitching and beginning to crack. Ari's standing nearby, staring at the egg with his muzzle resting on the arm of the couch.]Tohru, the egg you
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