[Piece by piece, Alex was starting to know and understand Henry, with each little glimpse into the reality of him that the prince granted him. And they were all precious, small moments of trust, and Alex knew that wasn't exactly Henry's strongest suit, trusting.

Alex hummed quietly, maybe surprisingly thoughtful at that. He looked from Henry's hand moving over the egg's gem-like shell, up to the other man's face.]

The secret is, I like David. I think he's pretty cool, cool enough to be named after David Bowie even. You, however, are a huge nerd. But I like you too.

[A pause, and he considered.] We could call them Ru, for short. That's a cute nickname... for a dragon.