[ His comment is a bit biting, until he eases into apology, and Pyrrha's left uncomfortable, even if she understands. It will never be a tidy thing. No one will ever know that, for a split second, her and Amber's mind connected; that Pyrrha still remembers a brutal attack on a road in the middle of nowhere, something she has no business remembering.
Ozpin had been right. The procedure would have altered her fundamentally. Her hand trembles somewhat in Jaune's. ]
... repeat it back to me, [ she says again, simultaneously sounding more and less sure in her insistence. ] "Nothing that happened that night was my fault." Please.
action.
Ozpin had been right. The procedure would have altered her fundamentally. Her hand trembles somewhat in Jaune's. ]
... repeat it back to me, [ she says again, simultaneously sounding more and less sure in her insistence. ] "Nothing that happened that night was my fault." Please.