[Flayme]

As Nym held Ivan's head in his lap, and watched as he contracted, he couldn't help but feel a sudden sense of fear, not only for the situation at hand, but for his own ordeal he was going to have to suffer through in five months... Was it going to be as fast as this? These berries seemed to be speeding things up maybe? If Ivan had let the scientists intervene again, would he have been given some medication? Was everything going to turn out alright with this? He didn't know... He supposed that there wasn't anything he could do but watch and wait.

Minutes seemed to turn into what felt like hours, thought Nym really wasn't aware of how long it had really been. Eventually Ivan's contractions did force closer together, and Nym's heart went out to him, watching the way the water dragon tensed up every time, and now that he wasn't getting any breaks it seemed even worse.

"I think you're close, Ivan. Keep breathing." That was really all the advice he could give as Nym straightened up a bit to peer down at the other end of the water dragon. He debated for a moment, and then gently left to leave Ivan's head resting against the floor of the nest so he could shift and see what was going on. He touched one hand to one of Ivan's knees and nodded. He was sure Ivy knew better how to gauge this, but to him seemed like the first of Ivan's eggs meeting the world was imminent.