"That's an interesting theory," Whether or not Jaune is correct, at least it's a place for them to start. Pyrrha, on the other hand, is honestly just trying to wrap her brain around the enormity of it.
"We're also very different people. I wonder if...the same events have happened to you as they have to me, and if you've reacted in the same way?" Pyrrha speculates, tapping a finger against her chin thoughtfully. And yes, while Pyrrha may be more technically skilled, Jaune was undoubtedly the better leader, and perhaps even in a healthier place emotionally because of that.
She's rather not steal from her friends, if it was avoidable. They had enough trust issues with Ozpin that she didn't need to pile on any more.
It seems to have everything just as she left it - just, minus their teammates. Luckily, they breeze over that with little more than a sad, knowing smile - she'd much rather bask in Jaune's excitement that it had worked. "I wonder if you could change it as well. I'd imagine so, anyway."
Pyrrha sits down on the sleeping bags, just watching Jaune take off his armor - her own was still in place, but she could remove it easily with a tendril of her semblance, and for now she's just content to watch Jaune, as though he might disappear if she looks away for too long. The Pumpkin Pete hoodie makes her hide a snort, muffling it against her knees as she draws them to her chest. "...still wearing that, I see."
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"We're also very different people. I wonder if...the same events have happened to you as they have to me, and if you've reacted in the same way?" Pyrrha speculates, tapping a finger against her chin thoughtfully. And yes, while Pyrrha may be more technically skilled, Jaune was undoubtedly the better leader, and perhaps even in a healthier place emotionally because of that.
She's rather not steal from her friends, if it was avoidable. They had enough trust issues with Ozpin that she didn't need to pile on any more.
It seems to have everything just as she left it - just, minus their teammates. Luckily, they breeze over that with little more than a sad, knowing smile - she'd much rather bask in Jaune's excitement that it had worked. "I wonder if you could change it as well. I'd imagine so, anyway."
Pyrrha sits down on the sleeping bags, just watching Jaune take off his armor - her own was still in place, but she could remove it easily with a tendril of her semblance, and for now she's just content to watch Jaune, as though he might disappear if she looks away for too long. The Pumpkin Pete hoodie makes her hide a snort, muffling it against her knees as she draws them to her chest. "...still wearing that, I see."