The second scale - [Video]

[whitescalesbigmouth]

[With things being as they are as of late and "Violet" not really getting anywhere with the whole trying to work out who she is thing going on she's been doing her best to distract herselfs from the stresses and strains of farm life...namely raising mushrooms, trying to avoid another anxiety attack from Taako and definitely avoiding mineshafts for the time being.

Maybe it's time to reach out? Maybe address more people by making her face known around the valley. And as such she fiddles with her device and attempts to make herself known somehow.]

Uh Hi, hello... don't mind me!

I uhm...I've been in the valley for a few weeks now and still no luck in finding out anything about who I am or where I came from. So I was planting mushrooms as you do and a great thought came to me! What's the one thing all of us have to have in common...?

Families! We all must have come from families of some kind, right? So...[She adjusts herself and tucks one of her bangs behind her ear and coughs gently.] maybe, I thought--

I thought if you could tell me about your families that maybe... just maybe I might remember what mine's like.

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[whisted]

[There's another thoughtful beat, his lower lip between his teeth.]

What sort of... thing would help?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

At this point I'm not so sure.

[She wraps her arms around her legs and sighs, It seems she's been talking to various different people for hours and so far nothing's come to her other than hearing other people's experiences, getting yelled at by an old man and getting into a heated debate over why cooking lizards is awful.]

...Anything. Anything you can think of. Just give it a shot.

[whisted]

...hm.

[It's almost a familiar thing. It's not quite like the tired quiet that had hung around his orphaned friends, but it's close--a familiar sort of missing somewhere at the edges.

The words still take a moment to fidget properly into place.] I lived with my parents. Just the three of us.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Was that until you came here or...is there more to this?

[whisted]

Just about. [His week in the Capitol certainly hadn't been a matter of findign new family.] When I was... very young, I had two uncles.

[But the fact that they had existed is most of what he remembers about them.]

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Oh?

[She seems quite interested. Apparently "Uncle" is a ping word.]

What were they like, these uncles of yours?

[whisted]

[That gets a thoughtful clack of his tongue, head ducking briefly in an attempt to draw anything back from the early reaches of his childhood.]

They were both... fairly tall. And-- looked a bit like my mother. In the eyes, mostly.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Fairly tall...sort of bookish?

[She's making presumptions here, but it's almost as if she's remembering something else too.]

[whisted]

["Bookish" takes a beat.]

Mine? Not particularly.

[Sussing out whether pushing the opening is remotely smart takes less than a beat.]

Yours?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Possibly...I-

I don't really remember.

[whisted]

Sounded like you might.

[Somewhere in there, anyway.]

...we were-- all farmers. My uncles hadn't had any children.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

So this kind of lifestyle, you must be used to it.

[She smiles at him.] the farming I mean.

[whisted]

[The easy, instinctive reply is a soft hum. A beat later, a few words come as well.]

It's... easier, here. But... yes.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

You don't seem so sure...

I haven't brought up anything bad have I?

[whisted]

No. [At least, not something working a field alone didn't bring up every day.] Home was just much-- bigger scale. A farm this size is different. And-- easier. That's all.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

I see!

Well if you're ever in need of any mushrooms, I'm the girl to come too. Heh...

Seriously, I don't know why I grew so many to be honest.

[whisted]

Did they just start spreading on their own?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

Well I planted a few...and then I planted some more and then...well-

[Gestures to the outside of her farm.]

Mushrooms everywhere.

[whisted]

[His head bobbles slightly at that.]

Not such a terrible problem. Selling well?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

I actually haven't set up a stall yet, I've been preoccupied with this other problem.

[whisted]

Hm.

Has... talking about it been-- helping?

[whitescalesbigmouth]

If I'm honest not entirely...

I thought it would but if anything it's only lead to more questioning about myself. Maybe I should just you know forget it but I can't help but feel something isn't right.

[whisted]

[Advice is hard. Still, if there were ever a time to give it a go...]

...setting up a stall might help. It's easier to... work through problems if you can... clear your mind.

[whitescalesbigmouth]

I should give it a go.

Think anyone would be up for buying them?

[whisted]

Mm! Lots of people use them in cooking.