After birthing the egg, Cynthia was recovering in the bed, while the nurses came to help her with healing her cloaca. The egg was the size of a watermelon and when the group in the room finished celebrating; they went to sleep. As the night fell, the nurse's eyes transformed into mesmerizing irises resembling those of a cat, glowing with a captivating shade of green. Her hair was black at midnight. She came to see the egg rattle and suddenly grew as it pulsed. A small glow in the middle of the egg was seen through the shell. The nurse placed some towels on the nightstand next to the sleeping Harpy.