The eggs are larger than he's probably used to, being the eggs of geese rather than chickens. Kreyu comes back in with the now much heavier jug, moving carefully so as to not spill it.

She smiles brightly when she sees how he's tidied. "Thank you, Skellig. That's very thoughtful of you."

She sets the water jar down carefully. "And I suppose I'd best drink what Taweret left for me, before I forget."

She takes her first sip of the drink in the jar, makes a face at the bitterness of it, but keeps drinking. It even SMELLS bitter to Skellig, if he's close enough.