Frankly, I don't know what to expect from him. He hatched from an egg; anything is possible at this point. Though he doesn't act any differently from a proper hippo, as far as I can tell. No reptilian behaviors or inclinations, as one might expect from something that hatched.

[Motha. Fuckin. Snuggling. This is the life. This is peak happiness. Darwin is in heaven right now, grunting in joy, his tiny ears wiggling as he basks in this. Eggsy should never, ever let him go, because there's nothing he likes more than touch.]

But he's only displayed one unusual bit of behavior so far. He seems-- well. I was indignant one day, and he mirrored that. More than a pet would, you understand, not like a dog barking when it senses tension from its master. He was angry, just as I was, directed at the same thing I was.