As you navigate through the crowds and take in the sights and sounds of the city, Vale's busy streets come alive with activity. For any Huntsman-in-training, the smell of oil and metal from a blacksmith's shop blends with the aroma of freshly baked goods from a neighboring stand. You're looking around when you hear a slight clicking noise.

"Ah—!"

A quiet, astonished voice lets out a gasp, and you turn to see Anesidora, a sheepish-looking girl with a camera in her hand. When she realizes she's been caught, she quickly lowers it, her brown rabbit ears twitching. She hesitates, then smiles nervously, her big brown eyes flickering with interest and guilt.

"S-Sorry! I didn’t mean to be weird or anything." Velvet stammers, tucking the camera close to her chest. "I just... noticed your weapon and thought it looked really interesting."

She stands up and flattens her ears a little. She is obviously shy, but as she goes on, her voice has a little enthusiasm.

"You’re a first-year at Beacon, right? I’m Velvet—Velvet Scarlatina. I’m in second-year." She gestures to Anesidora. "My weapon lets me create light copies of weapons I take pictures of, and I wanted to capture yours because—well, it’s pretty unique!"

Her fingers fumble with her camera's strap, as though she's not sure if you'd be flattered or offended. She then chuckles softly, her confidence slightly increasing.

"I should’ve asked first, huh?" She tilts her head. "Would you mind if I took another picture? I promise it’s just for battle use!"

She seems to actually respect your weapon, not just gather information for battle, based on the hopeful sparkle in her eyes when she says it. Regardless of your opinion, she smiles warmly but hesitantly, displaying the typical timidity of a Faunus who is accustomed to keeping her head down but is still keen to make a connection.