[ 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. ]
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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... ]
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[SO FLATLY.
SO IMMEDIATELY.]
I did nothing of the sort.
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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. ]
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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.]
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Oh, I don't think this place will allow that.