The Golden Charger was a few meters behind, and to the side. Its head was up, tongue flicking, and Archimedes still perched atop the very back of its neck as he watched. It seemed that the rat was waiting a respectful distance back.

At Doru's words he glanced up. "It worked?" he asked, curious. He supposed he'd see soon enough, if he stayed, but best to ask now. And then he was asked about the venom, and the like. He tipped his head in an acknowledging nod. "A good idea. Good to be aware of what a child might do lashing out, but moreso to teach them what abilities they hold." He paused, thinking. "And if there is anything else that you would like them to know... Or not know..?"

Beady dark eyes scrutinized Doru, not accusingly or the like, or even curious, but... intent. Would Doru wish this child to know its parent? Or would he wish it not to know, or did he not care?

Archimedes hadn't thought to ask Doru's element, and internally, he made a note to do so in the future, should a similar situation ever present itself again. He himself hardly used magic, and so it hadn't even been a consideration. "That's good to know. All of it," he clarified. He sat upright on the serpent's neck, thinking, and briefly groomed his own face again. It seemed more an 'I'm thinking for a moment' gesture than distraction, and when he sat back down he shook his head.

"That seems very thorough. I won't lie to them." And... 'Erasmus,' he noted, jotting that name down into his memory in case it ever came up for any reason.

Aloud, he attempted to list off the few things Doru had said, to fully commit them to memory. Tiny fingers with little translucent claws lifted to tick the things off one by one. "A possibility of addictive, euphoric venom," (and wasn't that interesting) "a few possible diets... I will try to prepare options for all of those; possibly gills, multiple possible locomotion types..." Archimedes sighed aloud as he realized the dangers posed if the child did not have lungs. Not that he was particularly knowledgeable on anatomy, but he understood, at least, that gills meant water and lungs meant air. "I will need to get some water here in case it doesn't have lungs. Hmm. I have time." He blinked off at the stone. It was a lot of "maybes," and quite a few "possibles," but there was no need to reiterate that. He'd need some preparations just in case, though.

As for further questions... he shook his head, eventually, looking back at Doru. "I have no questions I can think of, for now. Do you?" he added, tilting his head a little.

"Farewell," Archimedes answered, barely more than a murmur.

He watched Doru leave. He waited several long minutes.

Then, he turned, hopping down at last from his serpent to give the chrysalis a once-over. He sniffed it, touched it with his paws--yes, it seemed to be taking. That was good. "Now then, little one. Let us hope you will be useful." His voice was very quiet, his mind running over possibilities.

It was possible it was a trap, but he could ask the others to be here for its hatching. It shouldn't be difficult, really. Doru was right in that if it happened to inherit all those qualities, it would be a very useful child indeed. But if it didn't-? Archimedes was certain they could make use of it nonetheless, but he also knew that Doru was exceedingly overconfident in the likelihood of it inheriting all those traits. They'd be lucky if it did.

But he'd need to be prepared.