[Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. That is so...he probably has the wrong terminology. Stay calm, Eridan.]

Uh, there isn't a Queen invvolvved. It's the Mother Grub and-- Wwell, kismesissitudes are also mandatory...

[He clears his throat nervously, pulling up an end of his scarf to chew on it.]

It's all so they can collect the, uh, genetic material in p---um, collect it. And bring it back to the Mother Grub where it's all sort a' mixed together and it...gets turned into grubs.