Solomon blinked. Oh. Whoops.

"Right, right," he said sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Thank you for the warning." Guh, he couldn't help being excited, now that he was finally learning magic - plus dragons - but he chided himself for being so careless. Regardless of how awestruck he was, there was no excuse for being a fool. 

Solomon shut off the magic flowing around him, and his aura flickered away. He felt as though a burden he was unaware he was carrying disappeared, and he sighed in relief. Biting his lips, he approached the eggs  on display, going through them until he felt that "desire" Charles was referring to. What kind of dragon would choose someone like him? He wasn't special in anyway he knew - desire to learn magic aside. 

Suddenly, just as he walked past a cluster of eggs, his looked to the side. No, to be more accurate, it was as though he was [i]forced[/i] to turn. To look, at a certain egg that now stood out among the others, so much so that it was a wondered he did not see it at first glance. He approached it cautiously, almost reverently, before placing a single hand on the egg.

"Is . . . is this it?" he mumbled, more to  himself than to anyone else.