[Discord blinks quickly at the surprisingly naughty little egg, and successfully reduces the coming evil smirk to a tiny twitch at the corner of his mouth. Now Discord, are you really planning something like that for a baby?]

[With surprise, he notes Fluttershy's ministrations over his hand, and out of pure instinct wrenches it out of her grasp with a cry that only faint smells of disgust. He recovers out of necessity, and shows the injury to her.]

"Ohhao, again it's quite alright, my dear. I'm sur-"

Dissent, by now, has been warmly regarding Fluttershy, and began moving cautiously towards her, only stopping to give Discord a meaningful nudge. He continues towards her, looking curiously around her person for something shiny.