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[ Never going home, no... which is why this sacrifice may have come easier to her than it did to someone else. There's still Jaune to consider, Jaune who made a promise that Pyrrha now has to figure out how to absolve, but she hasn't even begun to work through that.

She takes a sip of her own drink, giving her an extra moment to collect her thoughts. ]

I'd rather hear your thoughts, first. If you don't mind.

[...Well.

His thoughts, huh? He's not entirely sure his thoughts have a place in this conversation; this is Pyrrha's choice, concerning Pyrrha's own fate.

But he's not cold enough to refuse her that.]

It is a sacrifice that, for all intents and purposes, is admirable. You are giving up your life back home to allow those of us who remain here to return to our own.

[He's quiet for a moment, thinking.]

A sacrifice I wonder that you made all too easily. [He quirks an eyebrow at her, lightly.] Unless this was a better choice for you, than returning home.

[ SAYS NOTHING.

LOOKS DOWN.

She's super duper saiyan subtle. ]

As I thought then.

And you are set, that this is your best option? Or is this just in your nature, to sacrifice yourself for the sake of others first?

It's...

[ Her best option? Self-sacrifice, and everything that had come of it, is like a shadow in the periphery of her vision, memories she refuses to classify as good or bad, just something that happened and now she has to deal with it.

This is a way to do so. ]

Yes, it's an option I wouldn't have had otherwise. But... I honestly believe I can do good in the role.

What good, precisely?

[He keeps on pressing, because...well, he has a reason, even if at the moment it seems a little cruel.]

What good do you believe you can do in a role that is not yours, on a planet that you do not belong?

[ It's a piercing question, and - yes, perhaps a little cruel. As it is, Pyrrha only rises to the occasion, her back straightening as thought leaves a faint crease in her brow.

She wouldn't have sought him out if she expected anything less from him. ]

Maybe it's because I don't belong that I can see things clearly. Unlike my predecessor, I... don't have any interests of my own.

[It's a good answer, and he'll tell her so--

In a moment. There's one more thing.]

And what of the people you are leaving behind? Can you do so guiltlessly, and without regret?

[ As a list, it's perhaps on the short side, but in no way insignificant. Ruby and Yang, and now Naoki with them, all of whom had repeatedly opened their home to her without hesitating. Rideaux, who had been a delightful challenge at the best of times, but had never treated her cruelly. Raven, who had listened. Sousei, too, who had been quite possibly the first friend she had ever made in Cerealia, who now might be squirming with homesickness if he had ever been a little more apt to take example from Tenka.

And then there's Jaune — that one, she knows, will weigh heaviest and come first.

So, without regret?

Pyrrha shakes her head. ]

I wouldn't be very human if I didn't have a regret or two.

[ Maybe that's something else this job needs: a person who can consider her choices with awareness of regret, or guilt, or even compassion. ]

Edited 2016-11-21 02:33 (UTC)

[And... he smiles, nodding simply. That's a good answer too, and a true one. The thought of Pyrrha sacrificing herself like this is a sad one, but... it's also a very fitting thing for her.

It sucks to be the one left behind.

Sousei knows that better than anyone.

And so--]

Since you are clearly set on doing something so rash, make certain that you are not leaving someone behind who does not wish to be.

[If someone wants to stay with Pyrrha... she's not the one who gets to tell them no.]

But that aside... I believe you are as ready for a situation like this as anyone could be. And truly, you are suited to it. But as you have said, you are human. Do not forget to not disregard your own wants, when you are already sacrificing so much.

[ "Something rash," he calls it, and Pyrrha only laughs again, a brief, musical giggle she tries to smother into her knuckles. That's so him.

"Someone who wants to stay," he thinks of, and refers to, and Pyrrha's eyes widen.

It doesn't take a Bridge to figure out who that might be. ]

... thank you, Captain.

[ His approval, perhaps more than anyone else's, means the world to her. ]

For— for everything, but for this as well. For all the bad CERES had done, I'm happy it allowed us to meet.

Of course. I am glad to have met you as well.

[That much is true. Also hey thanks for making it so he can go back home?? That's also pretty cool.

But most importantly:]

Keep your head held high, Pyrrha Nikos. You have not done anything to be ashamed of. Be proud of yourself, and your choices--as I am proud of you.

[ WHAT THE HELL, SHE MIGHT CRY ]

[ No, seriously. For a moment, she feels her face grow warm, and has to blink a few times to dispel any threat left by prickling eyes. Pyrrha hadn't realised how much she had longed to hear someone say that until he did; after the heavy burden Ozpin's circle had placed on her with little patience and no kind words, after losing - and then giving up - the possibility of ever seeing her mother again.

She breathes, and gathers herself. It's a sweet moment, but he certainly doesn't need to have to deal with her untidy emotions.

Instead, a smile. ]

Thank you.

[ Welp, time to ruin the moment. :D ]

Would you like to see something cool? [ Pyrrha does use normal, teenage adjectives sometimes, it's canon! ]

[DON'T CRY PYRRHA he's just being captain, as he tends to do. But he'll patiently wait for her to collect herself, and then...

... Well.

He wasn't expecting that, but he quirks an eyebrow and plays along, only mildly longsuffering.]

... Very well then. [???]

[ She holds out a hand and...

A little Sousei, made entirely out of flame, hovers on her palm. The details aren't razor precise, because her medium is fire, but it's clear enough to be impressive. Also, fire!Sousei still has his ponytail, as well as some telltale accents indicating his old Yamainu uniform, or as near as Pyrrha can remember it. The little flame figure bows, unsheathes his sword and swipes it through the air. ]

I know it's a bit frivolous, but practicing this way has been helping me get the hang of it.

[ Her fingers fold back up, the little figure disappearing in a faint puff of black smoke. ]

[It is entirely frivolous.

First, his only reaction is a quirking of his eyebrow. Out of everything she could do with that... it's this.

Of course, it makes sense as a method of practice, but it still gets him to just stare at the tiny Sousei in its tiny Yamainu uniform, expression flat.

But.

Ultimately, his lips do quirk slightly upwards.]

Honestly, of all of the things--

[Ah well.]

Practice of any form is worthwhile. Continue to do so, so that you are not left with abilities you are not prepared to use.

[A beat, and he adds after an almost too long pause--]

But yes, it is quite cool. [Look at what you've done]

[ LOUD, EXCITED GASP. He said the thing!

Pyrrha's beaming from ear to ear as she pulls out her CereVice. ]

I need to tell Jaune you said that-- [ Pyrrha, no. You were doing so well... ]

Don't you dare.

[SO FLATLY.

SO IMMEDIATELY.]

I did nothing of the sort.

[ It's rarer for Pyrrha to set aside her habitual decorum and discipline to act like a playful teenager, but not unheard of - and, let's face it, all Beacon students have a streak of mischief in them. (She hadn't exactly put a stop to that food fight, after all.)

So, she ends up laughing at his indignation, unable to help herself. ]

... okay, it'll be our little secret. [ Her CereVice goes back into her purse. ]

[Honestly, Pyrrha... don't be like that, don't be so silly!!

Except it's hard for him to mind. Pyrrha's going to have plenty of hard times in the future, so if she can laugh now? She should.]

I will hold you to that. Leaving me with at least some dignity in this place would be preferable.

[Though lord knows it tries really hard to avoid that.]

[ Just barely withholding another laugh, she grins at him. ]

Oh, I don't think this place will allow that.

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