Don't leave. Please. [Plated fingers glint gold as he moves to grab her hand. Blaming Ozpin, Qrow, maybe even Glynda was so much easier than accepting that Pyrrha had done it on her own volition. Her strong desire to protect didn't explain to Jaune her tears, or why she felt she had to keep it a secret from her team. Blaming Ozpin would have been so much simpler, but he wasn't the one who had encouraged Pyrrha to not let anything stop her.
As much as he pointed the blame to everyone else, there was only one person he despised equally, if not more, than Cinder. Not that the reasons really mattered when you had lost someone. They didn't bring Pyrrha back.
He doesn't know how she's back, and he doesn't want to ask. He's afraid doing anything to question her presence or point it out will only force her to disappear like the floating embers that danced their way. Everything good in his life had a habit of doing that lately and he doesn't think he can take it happening again.]
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As much as he pointed the blame to everyone else, there was only one person he despised equally, if not more, than Cinder. Not that the reasons really mattered when you had lost someone. They didn't bring Pyrrha back.
He doesn't know how she's back, and he doesn't want to ask. He's afraid doing anything to question her presence or point it out will only force her to disappear like the floating embers that danced their way. Everything good in his life had a habit of doing that lately and he doesn't think he can take it happening again.]
Can we sit?