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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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