Hushed Willows this day aria

It was only on coming closer and getting a good whiff of his scent that Easy realized what she was looking at. "You're a mix — like me," she exclaimed, rocking back and plopping down on her ass as the epiphany hit her full force. He seemed to be mixed with something besides the tiny creature that'd sullied her maternal bloodline. Except maybe not, being that they were both exceptionally large. Him moreso than herself. "Did you have a tiny mother?" she asked him, and then bit her tongue as her manners caught up with her curiosity.

"I beg your pardon," she said with an awkward laugh. "I'm being rude. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ulysses. Whatever your parentage, you're clearly a fine specimen. I didn't mean anything by it."