"I hope to meet them one day." Pyrrha says earnestly. She really does - her visit with Saph had been a wonderful thing. It had made her feel closer with Jaune - with the door she believed had been closed to her forever, up until now. Pyrrha pillowed her chin on her armored knees. "I don't have much family. Just my mom left, really."
It seemed like the other three members of JNPR had quite a bit in common when it came to family. But Jaune had brought them together, had taught them the real meaning of friends and family.
Pyrrha does her best to remain as unaffected as possible - luckily, Jaune is just as oblivious as ever and doesn't seem to notice her distraction. (The only reason she was ever able to keep it under wraps was his complete inability to notice when he managed to melt her into a pile of goo.)
She's glad he likes the shirt, and the suggestion gives her thoughtful pause. "We'd have to make sure it doesn't off-balance the blade. I'd have to look into decent conductor-resistant materials that would blend well." Pyrrha smiles, tilting her head at Jaune. "What would that team attack be called?"
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It seemed like the other three members of JNPR had quite a bit in common when it came to family. But Jaune had brought them together, had taught them the real meaning of friends and family.
Pyrrha does her best to remain as unaffected as possible - luckily, Jaune is just as oblivious as ever and doesn't seem to notice her distraction. (The only reason she was ever able to keep it under wraps was his complete inability to notice when he managed to melt her into a pile of goo.)
She's glad he likes the shirt, and the suggestion gives her thoughtful pause. "We'd have to make sure it doesn't off-balance the blade. I'd have to look into decent conductor-resistant materials that would blend well." Pyrrha smiles, tilting her head at Jaune. "What would that team attack be called?"