Having the other woman go along with the sudden grab and request, Rachel eased up noticeably and smiled. "I'm Rachel. It's nice to meet you." Her grip as she shook Irves hand was sure and steady, but didn't last long. She was a bit busy peeking over the edge of the bush again to make sure the eggs hadn't run off.

"Oh, no!" she whispered back, trying to muffle a quiet laugh behind one hand. "They're not. It's just, um, sometimes Chocobo or Rabites feel comfortable enough to put their eggs around here... I like to check sometimes, just to see." She bit her lip, brow furrowing.

"But... These eggs are different. We don't get these types around here. I'm a little worried, actually..."