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Viridis turned her head to look at Silven. "I wish I knew more... about my species too. Anyways... making existing bodyparts larger is not easy, since it costs a lot of energy. Where did... these 'chemicals' come from?" she asked him with a curious face.

(Also, just FYI, the Thing of Scale is actually the Grassy Thing.)

http://dont-starve-game.wikia.com/wiki/Grassy_Thing

EDIT: (Oh.  I thought you meant the actual Crank Thing, not the fact that it has a crank on it.)

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"If you do not know then perchance I could help you try to unravel the mystery of your kind with you? The way you're able to change with just sunlight is simply fascinating though! As for the chemicals well, the floral that grew on the other islands in the sky held all kinds of bases for the chemicals we use. I am not sure the exact process since I hadn't got that far up in the system that we have but I hear it is a lengthy process to make certain ones. Some components came from the beasts that were hunted and others came from...  From the Fallen," Silven looked about the objects near them, would these have any chemical value? He then looked back at Markless Viridis. "Though I admit it is of the happy to have someone who curiosity isn't satiated until they know what is around them or behind a person. You may always be able to ask me questions, although I may not know the answer I will give you my best guess," 

Meritursas snorts.  "Welcome to my world, kid."

"Why...not?  You seem...to be managing...perfectly fine."  He replies.  "I am sure...the thing will eventually start working again."

"And if it doesn't, and you cannot return to your own society, you can always stay with Niella...and...i..."  His voice fades out at the end of the sentence.

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"Hmm... but where would we start? I have never... met anyone else of my species. 'From the fallen'? Does that mean... you reused the corpses of your fallen brethren?" Viridis said, only noticing that that sounded very insensitive a few moments after she did. "Or... I mean..."

"We can try to look anywhere, if we get your wings working only the places of strongest of winds would keep us out. Your kind must have been from somewhere. But the Fallen are.. They are my brethren yes. But they are the ones who break the rules. If you do something serious in the eyes of the higher class your markings will be taken off along with your wings. If an experiment is needed or say something from the body is..." Silven seemed to start to be nervous about the last sentence. As it trailed off he clutched his journal, bringing it closer to himself.

Angelle looked at the injured cat as Famen picked it up and ran back. She didn't care too much for cats. She didn't chase them, yet she didn't acknowledge them. She was sort of passive-aggressive toward cats. She picked up the drone that Jaw kicked and ran back to Famen.

~~~~~~

Famen grabbed a handful of supplies from the bathroom and ran upstairs. He laid the cat and supplies down and went to work. Famen washed the dirt and blood off the cat. He then used some peroxide to clean off the cat's cuts and scratches. He continued to bandage up the wounds. The cat wasn't completely healed, but it was the best Famen could do. He checks on the cat once more.

"Aw yes."

Trevor looked around at his options.

1. Wheke

2. Kate

3. Wiffleball

4. Dragon

5. Meritursas

6. That weird shadow thing he's never really payed attention to.

"Now uh, whoever I go with will literally have my life in their hands, and will have to promise not to do anything dangerous or else I will most likely die. Any volunteers?"

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