As much as she's not the least bit scared of Zetta, the roar does make her flinch a little. Unnecessary. With a little dusting off of her tunic, she marches straight up to him and pats him on--well. The head? The top of his book?

"Sweet. You want to see them be happy." She bites back a laugh, grinning. "Wait--how on Gaia's green earth can you know how Elfnein grows up?"