[ She's nodding without really thinking about it, then wonders -- how hard is it for a dragon to see text on an NV screen, anyway? Unless it's got the same function her brother's does, to read things out loud, or the dragon's NV is as huge as he is (just how big, she can't tell) it can't be comfortable.

So she switches to voice without much fanfare, her voice curious and probably sounding a good deal younger than she actually is. ]

Yeah, that makes sense -- I mean, I've got a brother, too, so I know what that's like. His name's Snake. [ And then, belatedly. ] You can call me Clover.