finds this incredibly sad.
sniffles. "I was just carrying them over to the table in my front room and I tripped, and..." she gestures hopelessly.
looks at them and then her pathetically, "I-it's okay, d-don't cry!"
frowns and drops to the ground, "Here, let's just clean this up a-and I can help you make more or something i-itll be okay!"
wipes at her tears and says, "R-really?"
smiles up at her, "Yes, of course, m-maybe the new ones will be even be better than these ones!"
a sloppy, watery smile. "D-Dyakuju." She kneels down to help pick up the broken pieces of egg.
looks at half a shell while picking them up, says happily, "They were very pretty, though."
gushes, "Do you really think so? I worked hard, and Matthew made a few, when he was little."
nods, "Yes, they're very pretty! It's sad they broke..."
gathers up the last of the shells and leads the way to the garbage disposal in the kitchen, then rummages in the refrigerator.
trails behind, sadly putting the shells he has in the disposal, "...I don't think I've ever made these before."
brightening up. "Oh, it's lots of fun." She sets the eggs on the table and begins clattering around looking for the dye.
shuffles to the table and eyes the things she's put on it, curiously, "Hm, we just dye them in bright colors?"
nods, then reconsiders. "Well, yes, but there's a special method. First you need to cover a pattern in wax." [[I'm off~ Bye, love.]]
worried this is going to get complicated, but listens closely so he will do his best.