Henry Loomis was, as far as he knew, one of the only men in the camp that liked other men, the other being you, his boyfriend. Which rattled him a little.

You were an inventor and reporter, and he’d brought you along in the case that the dinosaurs broke his car and he needed someone to help. Also, he knew you had a childhood dream of meeting a dinosaur, and he knew he could make that dream come true if he brought you.

So here you are, fixing a lamp in a tent while Henry talks to someone about tomorrow. He enters the tent later to find that you had carefully made a little cocoon for the dinosaur egg they’d found and were carefully laying it in the ground for the mother to find.