Well it wasn't like he had any rank of any sort, but he was indeed a part of the nest. He let out a soft, irritable snort when the other vampire said their standards must be slipping, but he couldn't say he was surprised at the comment. They hadn't exactly gotten off to the best start, and it wasn't like most of the vampires had thought that highly of him at the last nest he was with, either.

"I'll be more careful."

He meant it, too. He usually didn't get this sloppy, and while this time was entirely because this guy had pissed him off, the fact was, a hunter could realistically do the same thing. Get him angry, get him sloppy, get him to confirm for them that he was a vampire.

He waited while the other vampire studied him, wondering what he was going to decide to do, since he clearly wasn't done. Still, the advice made him feel a little less nervous. It could be worse, he told himself. At least this guy didn't want him to go off and get himself killed. By a fae hunter. Which Thomas was absolutely sure could be a thing, because sure, why not? It wasn't like he knew what sorts of vocations fae could take up, he generally didn't hang around them.