The shuffling, strangely enough, proffers far more amusement than she'd thought possible. Jon Snow is a number of things: a king, a warrior, her lover... but the way he dances around his wolf is so ridiculous, she can't help but chuckle.

The amusement lasts, even as she carefully takes the egg, examining it from every angle.

"You can't break it." Still with enough energy to muster up a scandalized look. "What if there's a hatchling in here?"