Oh, well, Thanoth had already decided that she liked Neiveth, but now she REALLY liked the older green! She didn't mind when she was usually scolded or brushed off for her odd jokes and humor, but it was nice to have someone join in!
As serious as threadfall! She chirruped, tail flicking and giving the impression that, really, she didn't find thread that serious at all. Sure it'd probably kill them and eat them and destroy all they held dear, but that was like, just the way it went, right?
If they're so tasty, then I wonder why they don't all get eaten up. Well, more for us, right? They can go ahead and run around all busy. You and me, we'll be the queens of the meatpile! That sounded just right for her.
That all made a lot of sense to V'tre. It was easy to forget that you could just be yourself, and be happy, when you lived in such a political, upwards-focused weyr. Not that he needed to totally step out of the stream of ambition, but, well. He could just relax, and if it carried him up to a nice high spot, great! If he ended up just going in circles, that was fine too. As long as Thanoth was safe and happy, and he could help keep his family safe and happy. And hey! If one day Nebbi was able to impress too, then if she got a green like him, he'd know just how to help her learn to ride it, right? And then she could meet G'lin too, and Neiveth. Thanoth was clearly enamored of the older green. If she'd been a brown or a bronze or anything else, well, they might not even have met!
"Thanoth's a bit slim, but I like it. She's quick, and sneaky!" And V'tre knew plenty about needing to be sneaky. How'd he even heard about a hatching here after all? By eavesdropping. Not that he'd not have known soon enough anyway, but because he'd snooped, and then told Nebbi, they'd had time to convince his mom to bring him here, and that's why he had Thanoth. No, he was totally positive. "She's perfect."
