It's memories of a silver dragon that sends Imoen on this quest. This...it's like the opposite of how it played out, before. It isn't a mother willing to strongarm anyone capable into arranging a reunion with her eggs, it's just trying to ensure a future for them. The pink-haired rogue has left her little pseudodragon familiar curled up on the gem-like egg she has solemnly agreed to care for, but the tamer was clear that wouldn't be enough. She takes the tamer's word for it, rather than ask her dragonborn brother. Jal gets enough on his plate to deal with.

She's scratching her head, considering sheep, when Corrin makes her suggestion. Better idea than what Imoen was considering, so she nods - though she's quick to wonder, "If I'm in close to try holding it still, which one of us d'you think is more likely to get kicked?"