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Junjie tilted his head to one side when the girl told him 'no' to his offer before he slowly nodded, "Alright, if you would rather do it yourself I understand." He said, she didn't really seem like the most cuddly person in the world and he could see that she would rather do her hair herself. Best that he didn't push, he wanted them to be friends after all and friends didn't try to force you to do anything. Trotting over to sit on the edge of the bed as the girl set to brushing out her long, red tresses Junjie watched quietly for a long while before commented, "You have really pretty colored hair. Mine seems kinda boring by comparison." He envied her and Erionda a little bit, they both had such pretty hair colors! Even the pretty Dovaa woman he met a while back who had the blue streaks in her hair had more interesting hair then him. If nothing else at least he could blend in well with his surroundings he thought to himself idly.

Bring his legs up so that he was sitting cross legged on the bed he asked, "Want to see something neat once you are done brushing your hair?" He asked, deciding to ask her if she wanted to see the big egg that he found. Lifting one hand he patted the large, covered form that was sitting on the bed under the blanket, "I found it when I was out in the woods! I saved it from some bad guys! At least I am pretty sure they were bad... I mean they were stealing after all." Going around stealing eggs from nests was one of the worst things that he'd seen thus far, something that proved that the boy was a little bit on the sheltered side. He seemed at the moment to be quite excited about what he was going to show her, hoping that she would be as excited as he was about it. Thus far the only one save for himself that had seen the egg was his mother and she was more exasperated by it then anything else... hopefully Tilawen would have a better reaction to it.

Junjie looked a little bit confused when the girl commented about how her hair was like 'Burrom'. Wasn't that her father? Why refer to him as his first name? It was a strange thing, one that he had never done himself with his mother. It was a little odd and he couldn't help but to wonder about it, "Isn't... isn't he father?" He asked in a curious manner, tilting his head to one side. Had he missed something perhaps? Maybe he heard wrong? Maybe Burrom was her older brother and not her father? He really had no idea... it just seemed really odd to him. He couldn't fathom calling his mother by her name, it was all really strange but then again it all seem that there were a lot of things that were strange to him when it came to the really quiet girl. No matter, strange or not he liked her just as he seemed to like everyone.

When she seemed to show a bit of interest in what it was that he was wanting to show her he slid off the edge of the bed then lifted up the blanket, pulling it back to uncover a bright green egg that was about the size of a watermelon, "See, see? Isn't it amazing! I found it during a walk in the forest." He said, reaching a hand out to slide it gently against the warm shell of the egg in a gentle manner before leaning over, pressing his ear to the shell for a moment, "It's not ready to hatch yet, still really quiet. Did you know you can hear things inside of eggs scratch and peeping when they are ready to be born?"

So he was her father and she still referred to him by name instead of as father, that was that was rather odd odd to him. He wanted nothing more then to ask her more about the situation but there was something about the way that she had answer his questions and the general air about her said that she didn't want to talk about it. His curiosity was put on hold for a time even though it was rather difficult to do so. He was so used to asking lots of questions of people but thus far she had answered only a fraction of them. Better to have her answer the ones that he was really curious about instead of the ones that he was only somewhat curious about, provided that she was kind enough answer anymore of them.

Shaking his head to clear his racing thoughts he turned his full attention to the egg, giving it a smile. It would be better if they talk about something else, something better, and he figured the big egg was just that thing. He took hold of the blanket and wrapped it around the egg, leaving a little of it uncovered so that that Tilawen could look it over if she wished to. When he was asked if he was excited the boy nodded his head rapidly, "I can't wait to see what comes out of it! It's the biggest egg I've ever seen!" He said, doing his best not to bounce in excitement though it was pretty clear that he was excited given the way his feathery wings had popped out again, flapping behind him rapidly.

He nodded, "Yeah, it will be great." He said, petting his hand against the shell of the egg gently, "I will finally get to have a friend at last! One that will stay around to play, one that won't look at me oddly cause of what I am, one that is nice. I really hope that the one in here is like those my friend has, if so it will be nice." He said quietly, as though he didn't want anyone but Tilawen to hear him say that out loud, not wanting for his mother to overhear him saying such a thing. She would only worry. He knew full well that making friends wasn't easy for someone like Tilawen and himself, they had many more people that didn't care for them then he'd like to think about. The dea of having a constant companion would be rather nice, the sort of thing that he was eager for, though he knew he still had to be patient and wait for when the pretty colored egg finally popped open. He had no idea how long it might be, the egg was much bigger then that of those of the creatures they raised after all.

"Afraid?" He asked, then shook his head, "Naw... I mean I was a little intimidated by a bit Drakein I mean, he's kinda big and scary, but that was only because I made him angry." He said, lifting a hand to scratch it against the back of his head, obviously embarrassed, "This one though, it will be my friend so it won't want to eat me." And he would do his best to keep it from wanting eat anyone else as well. He'd feel bad if the one that came from the egg ended up being unfriendly to those around itself and Junjie. He would rather that the baby made friends where he could since Junjie knew how difficult that could be, "Would you want to meet it after it hatches?"

"Might not like me?" He asked, then looked back to the egg and leaned over to give the big, shiny green egg a bit of a hug. Resting his ear against it, still listening for any signs that it might be ready to hatch, "I think... I think that I'd like to believe that it will like me." He told her, hand smoothing against the pretty shell of the egg. He didn't know what he thought about the idea of the one inside the egg not liking him when he'd done his best to take good care of whatever was inside of the egg. Surely it would take that into account? The idea that it might just up and leave had never occurred to him and had his heart thudding in his chest in a somewhat uncertain manner. Shaking his head to clear the worry he decided that he would only know for certain after the egg hatched.

When the girl said that she didn't want to meet with the creature inside the egg yet he gave a nod of his head, "Alright, if you are sure." He said, before he turned to look toward his door when he heard a knock, hopping off the bed so that he could go and meet his mother as she opened the door and stepped into the room, checking on the two of them, "Hello, Mom. How is your patient?" He asked, curious how the man might be feeling. If he was all patched up did that mean that the two of them were leaving? Not a thought he like the sound of since he was enjoying his time with Tilawen even if she was rather quiet.

Lien looked between the two of them before he said, "He is resting at the moment, the wound caused him to lose a lot of blood and he will need to sleep that off." She explained before looking over at Tilawen, "While Burrom heals up and recovers the two of you will be staying here with us." She told the girl, wanting for her to know that Burrom was alright and that because of the man's wound that they would be staying here. It was the first time that they had someone like Tilawen in their midst, but she was like Junjie was, an innocent child that was born into a world that didn't understand them. Due to this Lien felt that she should look after her just as she did her own son for at least the few days that she was able to keep Burrom in a resting state.

Blinking down at the girl a bit surprised the healer gave a shake of her head, "Oh no, no. Nothing so dire as that. He is just in need of a bit of rest is all, blame it on the fact that he is a very stubborn man and the sort that thinks that he can do anything and everything without issue." She said, what it was about men that made him think that they had to hold the world on their shoulders. It really was a most grating sort of things she thought to herself before she gave Tilawen a smile, "If you wish you can go and sit with him. He is sleeping at the moment." She'd given him something in his tea to make him sleep else she was sure that he'd of run off into the rain the moment she was done stitching him up.

Turning to look over at her son she said, "You will continue to look after her for the next few days while I look after Burrom, alright?" She would trust her son with this little job. He was a good boy and he would take care of things. She felt that it would be good for the both of them to spend a bit of time together given that they both had Dovaa blood flowing through their veins even if their other parents were quite different.

"I will look after her, Mom." He said, giving a bright smile. He wanted to help out where he could and if Tilawen's father wasn't feeling all that well then she would need some sort of company, right? Maybe they could go for a walk together, go to the river to see Froglops, or to the forest to follow dragons. There was a lot to do in this area which would be far more entertaining if he had someone else to go with. Junjie trotted over the bed to wrap the egg up to keep it warm, allowing Tilawen to go with Lien to check on the resting Dovaa man.

Lien nodded her head, "Alright, let's go and check up on him then." She said, giving her son and a smile and a nod before she led the little, hybrid girl out of Junjie's room, down the hall, and into the clinic, "If you starts to wake up you can call for me me, I am sure that he won't be too happy with me when he comes to." She'd been the one to dose his tea after all. Giving the girl a gentle smile the woman then set to work cleaning up the clinic, leaving the girl to watching after her father after she did so.

Left once more to his own devices Junjie set to work wandering around his room, a little curious as to what everyone else was doing, but figured that he could wait for now until Tilawen or his mother returned to tell him what was going on. It wasn't as though he hadn't often been stuck in his room while his mother was doing far more interesting things after all. It was just always harder when those interesting things were going on in the house. If it took too long he might sneak down the hall a get a peek, for the moment though he remained in his room, waiting.