[ He slides her glass away and earns her undivided attention in doing so. He's right about one thing; they thought it would help, but it largely didn't. She feels a bit looser in limb, and Pyrrha knows once her feet touch the floor again, she'll have to over-compensate and drink some water (good thing her shift technically ended a few minutes ago); but it hasn't cleared her head of these somber, conflicted thoughts.
And then, Jaune says what he says, and her expression seems to grow that much brighter, lightening without smiling. When his hand is free of her drink, she reaches for his fingers. Not for the first time, there's an inrushing of gratitude, and Pyrrha is suffused with the feeling that she's utterly lucky to have him. ]
... Let's go now.
[ Of course, the moment the words are out, common sense re-asserts itself. As much as she wants to be alone with him, she can't just disappear when she has a shift tomorrow. (And she wants to have dinner with her newly reunited team tonight.) ]
Now, as in, um. Tomorrow night. And, we could stay for a little while? [ A WEEK :D ]
[ When their hands join up, Jaune ignores the slight discomfort in his wrist from when he took a swing at Ozpin. The fist was swung recklessly, which in turn hurt Jaune just a little bit, too. Luckily, he heals fast, so this won't be an issue in a few hours, not to mention the general numbness he feels after a few drinks.
He leans in and gives Pyrrha a quick and caring kiss on the cheek. ]
We'll stay as long as you want.
[ Which suits Jaune just fine, too! He would have suggested a longer trip himself. Gross minds think alike? ]
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And then, Jaune says what he says, and her expression seems to grow that much brighter, lightening without smiling. When his hand is free of her drink, she reaches for his fingers. Not for the first time, there's an inrushing of gratitude, and Pyrrha is suffused with the feeling that she's utterly lucky to have him. ]
... Let's go now.
[ Of course, the moment the words are out, common sense re-asserts itself. As much as she wants to be alone with him, she can't just disappear when she has a shift tomorrow. (And she wants to have dinner with her newly reunited team tonight.) ]
Now, as in, um. Tomorrow night. And, we could stay for a little while? [ A WEEK :D ]
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He leans in and gives Pyrrha a quick and caring kiss on the cheek. ]
We'll stay as long as you want.
[ Which suits Jaune just fine, too! He would have suggested a longer trip himself. Gross minds think alike? ]
... Yeah. Tomorrow.
[ He's psyched! :D ]