Here's the pic that I got inspiration for this from: oobidoobi. deviantart art/False-Positives-Jaune-490139820

I Fight To... Protect...

He took another one from the jar. "You know, I never did fight because I… liked fighting."

"Whaddya mean by that?" She took another voracious chomp of her cookie, swallowing whole.

"Hm... how about this. Why did you want to become a huntress?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Did Ooblek tell you to ask that question?"

"Wha-? No?..."

"Oh. Okay. Well… I wanted to be the hero! Just like in the stories! How they save the world and beat all the baddies back!" She idly kicked her legs in the air, the countertop just a bit too tall for her.

"Heh. You're not the only one. But do you… you know… enjoy fighting?"

"If it's fighting Grimm, then yeah! I love kicking grimm butt!"

"Hahah… I'm sure you do. I mean, you've got your sniper-sickle-"

"Shythe," she corrected with a full mouth.

"Scythe, right. But I'm not like that. I don't enjoy it like you do, Ruby." Taking a slight pause, he turned to look over his shoulder and see the outdoors. "I don't enjoy combat." He turned back and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, eyes cast downwards.

"So… why do you fight? Why did you wanna become a hunter? I mean, you lied your way in here..." She finished sheepishly, the words leaving her mouth before she really thought about them.

He didn't really seem to notice her trailing off as he answered her question. "I fight... so I can protect those who can't defend themselves. So I can be their shield when no one else will help... "

"So you wanna be the hero!"

Smiling down at his fellow team leader, he nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Hero…" The word tasted weird in his mouth, and he just tried to wash it away with another bite from his cookie. Finishing the one in his hand, he reached into the jar to find it empty.

He looked up at Ruby, and she was already ducking her head and frowned slightly.

"It… wasn't me," she said in a meek voice.

Laughing, he just shrugged it off. "It's fine, Ruby." He stopped for a second, and looked around him. The cozyness of their dorm room; their home away from home. "You know, this is why I fight. To protect this. The peace that we have."

She beamed a smile at him. "You know, that sounds really nice. Protect those who can't defend themselves… do you work on these lines?"

He kept that same grin. "Maybe."