Octavia poked around the rusted and sand-pitted metal machine. It might have been a transport of some kind, once upon a time.

“Nothing here.” She jumped down to rejoin Velvet. “The others probably grabbed all the trinkets already,” Octavia said resentfully.

“They missed one,” Velvet said, peering up at the branch of a scraggly acacia tree.

“Not too likely,” Octavia said. She pushed forward and cut through long, dry grass with her dagger.

“No, I can see it: They missed one,” Velvet insisted. She pointed to the top of the tree, where something glinted in the crook of a branch.

Octavia shielded her eyes and squinted. “Wow. How did you see that?” She almost sounded admiring.

Velvet blushed. “I have good eyesight.”

She pushed away the memory of a childhood bully asking her if she had better eyes because she ate so many carrots. Comments like that had always hurt, although she did have sharper vision because she was Faunus. Even knowing that the skills others mocked made her more powerful couldn’t take the sting off those hateful interactions. A Vacuan would just let it go and move on, but Velvet had to work to do that.

- RWBY: Before the Dawn, Chapter 6