The adult takes everything out and puts it away, but also goes back to take more of the brews; both GrrGrrr and I watch him. Damn! I'm so thirsty and hungry; he keeps watching us and takes out and opens two containers with a liquid different from the one he took and gives us one each; finally, something to drink!
At first, I try to smell it to figure out what it is; but seeing GrrGrr drink his immediately and start asking the adult for more, combined with my terrible thirst, made me set aside my precautions; besides, why would they give us something that would harm us? And GrrGrr definitely liked it, so I tried it with my tongue. I don't know how to describe its flavor; it was somewhat simple, but it didn't taste bad, although it wasn't the best, I've ever tried either. But who am I to complain in these circumstances? It was hard and felt strange to drink it, since now I have a snout; besides, it's the first thing I've ingested since I woke up in this strange body, but I guess I'll have to get used to it.
The adult pulls me out of my thoughts as he calls my nickname, and I see that he is offering me another drink of the same. I notice that GrrGrrr is also drinking his with happiness; I approach and try to thank him, but I suppose my growls make no sense to him, as he just looks at me with doubt. I hope I didn't say something stupid in his language.
In the end, he managed to quench my thirst and put something in my stomach, although I'm still hungry; I think I can handle it better. For his part, the time spent together drinking was pleasant. Seeing GrrGrrr and the adult talk was like watching a man giving a gift to a child, while the child asked him thousands of questions; of course, putting aside the scaly skin, tails, and claws, it seemed somewhat human to me. It was a bit of peace in this madness I had awakened to, it was knowing that I wouldn't be alone in all of this.
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Before leaving, the adult tried to tell me something, but when I showed that I still didn't understand, they decided to draw it. It was something oval-shaped, an egg? But there are several here! How to know which one he wants, but before my doubts increase, he points to the drawn egg and points to me, ahhhhhh! You want to know where my egg is, or at least the shell; I suppose? And while he does that, he takes out one of the tablets, shows it to me, and says something; while pointing at the drawing and me, honestly, I don't know what wax, but so far, he has only helped us, besides, he is an adult, he must know something more; so, I go in search of where I think what was left of my egg should be. Damn! It sounds so strange to say that, but, anyway. Upon arriving where I think it should be, the memories of everything that happened to me flash through my mind. Why am I here and why me? Questions that I know I am far from having any answer to.
In the end, I manage to find not much, but something of my egg. It's somewhat burnt, of course; when I give it to the adult, he takes a piece, the least burnt one, and gives the rest to me. I don't know what he expects me to do with a burnt eggshell that left me traumatized. To keep it as a memento! Anyway, I just hold it; while he tries to explain something to me, touching the piece of shell with the tablet, but in the end, he keeps them; well! I don't know what he wants to do, but I guess I'll have to wait to find out.
GrrGrrr, who had also gone to look for something in my direction; had returned. I thought he would help me look for my shell, but no, he was searching a bit further away. I thought maybe he was searching incorrectly, since I was sure of the place I was looking for; and even when I growled at him and pointed to my egg, he kept searching the same way, and yes, in the end, he came back with another shell, which I'm almost sure isn't mine, but his, and he shows it to the adult.
