[ You - but, as answers go, that's too honest and too withering, no matter how true it is. There's the depth of her feelings for him, and her (perhaps incorrect) belief that no one can hurt her in quite the same way he can.
For more mundane fears, irrational phobias... no, not so much. Another way in which she's "lucky".
There is one thing, though. Pyrrha's tone is clear and a bit somber as she explains, ]
When I was young, I didn't exactly have the same control over my semblance as I do now. One time, I was upset about something, and -- [ ... ] I frightened my mother.
[ That had been enough to make her realise something was wrong. ]
Nothing bad has ever happened, but only because I never allowed it. If that changed...
[ He understands what she means, to an extent, having seen how formidable she is when she is in control. It's a daunting thought...
With the crowd still forcing them to be glued to each other, he tries to shift so he can face her instead of the penguins, but someone from behind only makes him press up further against her. Augh!! ]
I-- sorry. --you... you don't have to worry about that with us.
[ ?!? ]
W-What I mean is... you'll never frighten Ren, Nora... me... especially not me.
[ It could be reassuring, what he says, but -- Pyrrha has to force herself to read between the lines to find the reassurance in it. Jaune, who claims he'll never be frightened of her despite the fact that this, this change, it really ought to be scary for both of them. Jaune, who starts to say things and then stops, whereas when it came to Weiss, he had never been quiet.
He's the same person who is now, finally, complimenting her intelligence and showing interest in her fears, her perspective, her existence.
Truthfully, part of Pyrrha would like to be past all these things, this song and dance.
That has little to do with what he's saying now, however. She wills herself to focus, even as Jaune is further pressed up against her by the crowd.
[ Stop comparing yourself to Weiss, you idiot! ...is what he could say, if both of them actually talked about these things.
But the chance to focus on the rapport they have is shelved in lieu of changing the scenery, and Jaune complies with a sigh. Maybe going someplace else will be good! Maybe he can recover from his own awkward failure.
[ She can't help it! Part of her struggles to accept the fact that Jaune had so easily turned off that part of his heart. To her, it seems unlikely, if not downright improbable.
When Jaune gives her an opening, though, Pyrrha takes it. ]
We could go see the sharks.
[ she wants to see the sharks!! ]
... or --
[ Trailing off, she reconsiders the second suggestion before she even gets the words out. ]
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For more mundane fears, irrational phobias... no, not so much. Another way in which she's "lucky".
There is one thing, though. Pyrrha's tone is clear and a bit somber as she explains, ]
When I was young, I didn't exactly have the same control over my semblance as I do now. One time, I was upset about something, and -- [ ... ] I frightened my mother.
[ That had been enough to make her realise something was wrong. ]
Nothing bad has ever happened, but only because I never allowed it. If that changed...
[ :) ]
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[ He understands what she means, to an extent, having seen how formidable she is when she is in control. It's a daunting thought...
With the crowd still forcing them to be glued to each other, he tries to shift so he can face her instead of the penguins, but someone from behind only makes him press up further against her. Augh!! ]
I-- sorry. --you... you don't have to worry about that with us.
[ ?!? ]
W-What I mean is... you'll never frighten Ren, Nora... me... especially not me.
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He's the same person who is now, finally, complimenting her intelligence and showing interest in her fears, her perspective, her existence.
Truthfully, part of Pyrrha would like to be past all these things, this song and dance.
That has little to do with what he's saying now, however. She wills herself to focus, even as Jaune is further pressed up against her by the crowd.
A smile, or something like it. ]
... perhaps we should move to another floor.
[ Y U P ]
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But the chance to focus on the rapport they have is shelved in lieu of changing the scenery, and Jaune complies with a sigh. Maybe going someplace else will be good! Maybe he can recover from his own awkward failure.
C'mon, Arc, keep it together. ]
Right! I... where do you think we should go?
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When Jaune gives her an opening, though, Pyrrha takes it. ]
We could go see the sharks.
[ she wants to see the sharks!! ]
... or --
[ Trailing off, she reconsiders the second suggestion before she even gets the words out. ]
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[ No, please finish that!! Whatever it is, it can't be scarier than being up close with a shark, he thinks. ]
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Lunch?
[ Having her emotions toyed with works up an appetite, apparently!! ]