He hated his job sometimes.

Even if he knew how important it was, it was annoying to be around the loud workers.

He was at the monitors, typing on a file when one of the spider people ran up to him, talking in a rushed tone.

During a hunt for an anomaly, they'd found an egg.

A dinasour egg.

Miguel shoved his way through the crowd, into the room. His hands quickly scooped up the egg, providing warmth. He felt an instant attachment.

"Puta! You can't just remove an egg from it's habitat!"

The room went dead silent, when the egg suddenly cracked.