Mithrax makes a soothing sound for the hatchlings as he reaches out and removes the little one from the Guardian's back. He tucks it into the crook of a secondary arm while holding it close to his chest. He grabs at some parts of his armor but there's nothing the hatchling can grab that will hurt it.

"They find it easy for their claws to grip," he explains. "They will do the same to any fur or fabric."

Already, the hatchlings are stronger than any human child of the same age. With a mostly steady supply of ether they will grow stronger quickly and Mithrax hopes safely.

"We can find another caretaker if you are ready to return to the Vanguard."