She reached out and smoothed a hand over the larva, beaming with wonder. "You sound like you like them. That's good. Here, I'll line them up in the book... "

She took the pot of photo glue and the brush she'd bought at the Emporium and started to stick the hatching pictures up in order, like a living comic strip.

"I want to write that it's your birthday, and put the date, but ... I don't know what to call you." She glanced over her shoulder, then realized that with her royal affinity to bugs ... she might be able to find out. She'd talked to the spiders in the jungle, after all. She touched a hand to her choker and looked at Mothra, concentrating her thoughts as best she could.

Can you hear me?