When Jaune came to, he saw nothing but white. Bright lights flashed in his eyes, and blank, sterile surfaces surrounded him. The vestiges of his dream, an echo of a Juniper tree on the Nikos estate with red, pink and green sashes tied across its branches, flitted across his vision. The yellow sash, the one all his friends knew to place should anything happen, was conspicuously absent.
'Still alive then.' he figured, 'that's nice.' As soon as he was sure he hadn't died his body decided to make him wish he had. His back felt like it was on fire, as if it had been rammed by a tornado, which in a way, he supposed it had. His limbs lay leaden by his side, and his throat was unbearably dry. A thin, greyed man with a clipboard noticed him and walked over.
"You're awake." He said dryly. "I'll inform your team mates. Stay put." And with that, the doctor, or nurse, he couldn't be sure, rushed off to tend to the other wounded. Jaune had been fortunate enough to only be an occasional visitor, but he recognized the field hospital outside of Haven. The center was as deep in Atlesian protected territory as one could get, where the wounded warriors of Ironwood's army were tended to in safety. The smell of soap and steel permeated every corner of the building, and filling Jaune's nostrils with a less than pleasant aroma.
"I'm not going anywhere." He croaked out, resolving to ask for water as soon as possible. He lifted his head up and managed to raise his body enough to prop it up against the pillows. At the door to his ward he spotted two guards. He desperately tried to signal them, but both were absorbed in what had to be latest army gossip. He caught a glance of their uniforms and mannerisms. 'Conscripts, Mistrali,'. No Atlesian soldier would slouch like that, or let scuffs on their uniform go unscrubbed outside of battle. The second rate, half hazard weapons and armor should have made that obvious, but that was becoming more common even among the most dedicated of troops. Communications were spotty, and supply lines were running thin.
Ironwood's true tin men were in almost as much demand as the Huntsman, and it was naive of him to expect them here when there were so many more vulnerable locations. 'Of course, they would have noticed me by now.' he thought darkly, continuing to be ignored while the larger soldier bent over, guffawing at his friend's latest joke.
Suddenly, both men straightened and saluted, going silent. A familiar burst of red skipped through the door, not bothering to salute back, shoving a bottle in his face before he had time to think.
"Drink up." Ruby said. " They were going to put an IV in if you didn't wake up soon."
Jaune screwed the cap off and forced himself to take long, slow sips. Ice cold water never tasted this good.
"How long was I out?" He asked.
" A day and a half." Ruby replied quickly. He noticed the dark bags and red rims around her eyes, sure sings of her own exhaustion.
"You gave us a really bad scare, Jaune."
She gave a characteristic smile, looking like a heavy load was off her shoulders. This was in turn replaced with a pout.
" You do realize the only reason I let you be leader was so I wouldn't have to deal with the paper work right?" Ruby said.
"Right... " Jaune replied, grinning at his second in command, understanding. " How many reports did you have to write?"
"Four!" she cried, hiding her hands in her face. " One mission report for team JWRY, because of you, one for FNKI, because Flynt and Neon are both in the hospital too..."
'serves them right' he thought, not daring to interrupt.
"Then I had to do an intel write up for those papers we got for Ironwood." She whined, "which took forever! And then..." she trailed off.
"And then..." he prompted.
" And then I had to write a letter to your family." She said dully. "Just in case... you know."
Jaune sighed, before wincing again from another burst of pain. "It was that bad ?"
Ruby shrugged. " It was touch and go for a while." an involuntary shudder spread through her. " If that blow had landed half an inch further to the right it would have shattered your spine." she said, as neutrally as she could manage.
Then she went back to the faux brightness and pointed out " But you're okay now, right?"
"Yeah." Jaune agreed. "Mostly."
Ruby began fiddling with her scroll, unsure how to proceed.
" Alright Ruby." Jaune started, gambling on the best way to cheer her up. "I owe you one for the paperwork. How's a batch of cookies sound?"
The red reaper perked up, considering her options. "Chocolate Chips," she demanded. " and freshly baked. I'll accept nothing less."
Now he had to figure out how to bake while hospitalized. Great.
"Anything good in the intel?"
Jaune wanted to know that putting his team on the line meant something this time, that this wasn't just another wild goose chase.
" A handful of supply depots we didn't know about, and operations that aren't going forward anymore." Ruby replied. She paused then added. " A few people were implicated as traitors, including one of Ironwood's top lieutenants, Thompson." Great. It was Lionheart all over again. Green and pink funeral shrouds flashed before him before he could repress the memory.
" Are we sure they're not false positives?" Jaune thought. It would be right in Salem's playbook to leak a false list of spies, shrouding her true minions while turning friend against friend.
Ruby shook her head. " The rest of the intel was solid. Jaune. Most of them have already confessed and... been dealt with. How're you feeling?" She eagerly switched topics. Everyone knew what happened to traitors in war time. Ruby was too innocent to deal with that. They all used to be. He missed the days when you you didn't look over your shoulder, wondering which of your comrades was going to stab you in the back when you'd least expect it, and all but your closest friends had to be watched.
"About as well as you'd expect, honestly." She nodded sympathetically, before pulling up a nearby chair and taking a seat.
"Getting comfortable?" He asked.
"Why not?" she said testily. " We don't all have nice, comfy beds to lie in."
"Yeah. Nice hard, metallic beds with coarse white sheets. It really is something else. Royal treatment I tell ya." Ruby let out a genuine giggle at his attempt to lie regally, before he tumbled slightly, tangling his sheets even less comfortably around him.
" Where are the others?"
"Weiss is going to drop by with SSN later tonight. She was out with Neptune before you woke up."
Jaune bit back a laugh. "On again. Nice. I almost forgot why they broke up last time. "
"So did they." Ruby replied. " When you look death in the eyes, it tends to put things into perspective."
"Well, " Jaune began " If I'm responsible, then I call dibs on naming the first kid. Jaune Junior, here I come." Both friends broke down laughing at the image of a blue haired Jaune Jr., before calming down.
" And Yang?" He asked.
"To your left." Jaune turned around and saw a sleeping blonde in the cot next to his.
" She passed out after you were stabilized. " Ruby explained. " Physical and emotional exhaustion, apparently. It was easier not to move her."
Yang's aura had been drained too, of course. And she had looked pretty torn up last time he saw her.
Ruby looked down, avoiding his gaze. "She was really worried about you. We all were."
" I can't believe I didn't notice her."
"You've always been pretty oblivious about girls, Jaune."
Jaune groaned. " That was a low blow Rubes. I'm wounded."
"I'll stop saying it when it stops being true." She said in a sing song voice.
"Like you're any better." he muttered.
"Silly Jaune. Why do I need boys when I have Crescent Rose?" She cooed, pulling the bringer of death out from behind her hood and cradling it like a newborn infant.
"How did you get that past security?"
"No one takes my baby away from me!"
Jaune sighed, and turned his attention to the momentarily more sane of the sisters. Yang was tossing and turning next to him, likely dealing with nightmares of her own. The jet black of her prosthetic arm stood out against the white sheets and her own complexion, which was unnaturally pale. By chance, her face turned to face his. She seemed hurt, worried, fragile, and overall very not Yang. Jaune hesitated, before reaching out and grabbing her hand.
'Think happy thoughts' repeated as a mantra, recollecting time spent with his sisters camping outside Shion, messing with Ren in the library, food fights in the cafeteria, and trying to avoid associated melancholy. A thin shimmer of aura slipped through his grasp. For a moment Yang stirred, then was still. A bit of color flushed to her cheeks as her breathing steadied.
Ruby glowed, looking at the seen. "That's so cute! She calmed down when you held hands?"
"Not exactly." Jaune replied, cutting the flow of his already limited reserves. "Friendly aura contact can break someone out of night terrors. Happy thoughts and all that junk, calms them down." He'd learned that trick firsthand from a veteran Huntsman after the Lionheart Incident.
"What do you mean 'not exactly'? It's adorable!" Ruby yelled.
"Keep your voice down, Ruby, she's sleeping."
"She's been sleeping the entire time, I'm not going to wake her up now." Ruby said. She then got up and walked over to her sister's bed, a mischievous smirk spreading across her face. "Boop!" She cried, poking Yang right on the nose. The blonde shifted dangerously, before burying her head into her pillow.
"Ruby?" Jaune asked. "What are you doing?"
"Proving a point." She stuck her tongue out at him, and went on tempting fate. At times his second in command had shown incredible maturity and judgement, forged in the fires of combat .The rest of the time he had a hard time remembering she was closer to 16 than 6.
" Yang and Jauney sitting in a tree" ...
' make that four, actually' he thought despondently.
"K-I-S-S-I-N- EEP!" Ruby screamed as powerful arms instinctively wrapped around her neck, smothering her, and demonstrating once and for all why you should not tickle a sleeping dragon.
The guards outside rushed in to the strange site of an elder sister pseudo-strangling her sibling. Yang's eyes flashed red as they opened, flickering across the room as she loosened her hold.
"Nothing to see here fellas." She told them, the sickeningly sweet tone conveying exactly what would happen if they disagreed.
"They don't pay us enough for this crap." The shorter one said, gesturing to his friend.
The two soldiers backed out the room, muttering about rations and budget cuts.
"Morning Sis!" Yang began.
"... It's almost sun down."
Yang shrugged. "Sun up , sun down. Same difference."
She ruffled her sisters hair, and then remembered the two of them were not alone.
"Hey Vomit boy!" She called, waving with her human hand while her prosthetic kept Ruby in an unbreakable grip. "Still alive?"
'And people think I'm socially awkward.' Jaune thought.
"For the moment, yes."
"Good to know!" She shot up, hoisting her sister with her. "Well, Jaune, old buddy old pal, as nice as this chat has been, I've got a date with a hot shower, and Ruby looks like she needs a nap. See you at dinner!" With that, Yang let go of Ruby's neck, only to swing her over her shoulder like a petulant toddler.
'Help me' Ruby mouthed as she was carried out the room, Jaune silently trying to remind her that he couldn't walk.
Say what you want about Jaune Arc's life, but there was never a dull moment. Now, if he could only reach his scroll...
It was the little things in life that got to Weiss. The small pleasures that she had taken for granted. She could handle herself on the front lines, up to her waist in Grimm and grime, the sleepless nights, the hissing of gunshots, the dull aches that creeped into every muscle. But waiting in line for whatever slop the canteen was going to feed her after being raised on gourmet meals had never sat right with her.
Not even the prospect of a subpar dinner was as distressing as the people around her, cramped together as they rushed to the metaphorical trough, most of them sweaty and dirty in a half hazard mass, all brushing against her far more than she considered appropriate. Did they have any idea how hard she worked to keep her all white clothes spotless?
Across the mess hall she saw her team mates moving towards the back of a line. What to do? The line they were in was nearly twice as long as hers... but the prospect of a buffer between herself and the moron behind her who could not possibly have bumped into her this many times on accident outweighed any concerns on punctuality. Besides, the longer line probably had more appetizing food. Probably. Hopefully. Definitely.
Committing to her decision, she strode across the cafeteria, ignoring the stares and confused whispers of the Atlesian troops who noticed her.
"Is that Winter Schnee? I thought she was on the front lines."
"What is she doing here?"
"Things must be getting pretty bad."
It took a moment for the crowd to realize that she was not her elder sister, after which they spared her no more than a passing glance. In what seemed like a lifetime past she would have been granted a level of deference just for being from the same family that made their weapons. Now people were far to occupied to care much about the Schnee family name. Winter had maintained her own notoriety for consistently being deployed to the most dangerous sites of conflict, becoming an omen of death even amongst her own men. Weiss had seen very little of her, likely due to Winter pulling strings to keep her sister from the worst of the destruction. Holding the ear of the Supreme Commander had some perks.
Weiss would almost take the suicide missions if she got to see her sister again. Times were dark, and well intentioned or not, the thought of being pushed away by the only real family she had left stung. Her thoughts drifted to Klein, then the rest of her team. 'not quite my only family', she revised, reaching her pseudo-sisters, who appeared to be in a heated discussion.
"I've told you Ruby, it's not happening." Yang stated, mildly irritated at something.
" And I've told you that it is!" Ruby retorted, frustrated at her sister's refusal to hear her out.
" Am I interrupting something?" She asked, turning their attention towards her and ignoring a handful of pointed stares from the people further back in the line.
" Weiss !" Ruby called out. " I need back up!"
" Why ?" Weiss asked, preparing for the worst.
" You need me to help convince Yang that she likes Jaune!"
' I've made a horrible mistake.' She thought, looking longingly at the end of the other line, and the hassle free dinner she had forsaken.
Yang, all things considered, looked rather bored, playing with a strand of her while shooting Weiss a knowing glance.
"She's been at this for over an hour."
"... of course she has." Weiss replied, so inundated with the insanity that she accepted it without question.
"So..." the Ice Queen began, unsure how to proceed. " The dunce is alright then."
" The doctors said there was extensive soft tissue damage. " Yang reported. " Mercury ruptured some of his internal organs and fractured two of his ribs. Considering his aura capacity..." Yang paused briefly, " two weeks bed rest, give or take."
Jaune's healing factor was ungodly. There had to been half a dozen instances where he shook off wounds that would have killed any of them, getting back on his feet in mere days. This was by far the longest he'd been hospitalized.
"How're Sage and Scarlet ?" Yang asked, a teasing smile forming as she waited for an answer.
" I... didn't really talk to them." Weiss admitted. Yang's smile widened.
" Really? But you were just with them." Of course she knew who Weiss had really been talking to, but teasing was much more fun when she was dishing it out.
" That was more of a one on one discussion with Neptune."
" I suppose you didn't talk much with him either."
Weiss' cheeks flushed crimson, refusing to acknowledge that comment one way or another.
Yang laughed. " Oh, to be young and in love." She turned her gaze back to her younger sister. " Leave the teasing to me, Rubes."
Weiss happily moved the discussion back to safer waters.
" What brought this on? Ruby typically doesn't care about this sort of thing."
" She forced my hand!" Ruby replied, silver eyes twitching as her body shook, turning on her sister with all the force she could muster.
" Just like I had to do all Jaune's stupid paperwork, I've had to step in because of your... your..."
"... utter incompetence?" Weiss supplied.
" Yes! What she said! Thank you Weiss."
Yang rolled here eyes, before shifting her attention to the slow inching forward of the line in front of them. "I don't have to listen this anymore."
" As a matter of fact you do!" Ruby replied, for pulling out a small, black notebook and flipping through it's pages, scanning the text until she found the appropriate passage.
" According to Article V subsection thirteen of the JWRY team charter , and I quote, ' In the event of the incapacitation of the team leader, the designated second in command shall assume temporary executive status with all the responsibilities and privileges thereof.' " Ruby quoted, looking immensely self satisfied.
Yang glanced at Weiss. " This is your fault."
" The chain of command seemed like a sensible idea at the time."
Weiss looked defeatedly as she realized they were less than halfway through the queue, bracing herself for a long conversation.
Ruby was looking at her expectantly. " What?"
"You're my back up. Help me out here."
Weiss pinched her temples, flashbacks of pick up lines on par with the worst of Yang's puns and a poorly done serenade zipping through her skull.
" I really do not see the appeal."
Ruby deflated. " Don't make me do this alone." She begged.
Yang tapped her feet lazily, relishing the reprieve while Ruby gathered her thoughts.
"What's the matter sis? Need to back petal?" It took a moment for the pun to sink in, and Ruby groaned.
"Whatever happens," Weiss said, "you deserve it."
"Point number one." Ruby began. "You're always teasing him."
"I tease everyone." Ruby continued, ignoring this obvious point.
" Point number two. People always think you're together -together ."
Yang shook her head. " Ruby, Ruby, Ruby... you do realize there are people who think most partners are together ? It's practically a cliche by now."
"What are you talking about? No one ever said anything about you and Blake being a couple!"
Weiss stiffened and sent Ruby a concerned look, but Yang shrugged them both off.
"Yes, yes they did." Yang pointed out emotionlessly.
Poor, innocent Ruby had no idea of the kind of lurid rumors that went around Beacon about what went on in RWBY's dorm room. Huntsmen in training or not, the students were all hormonal teens with vivid imaginations.
" Okay..." Ruby muttered, losing confidence in her case by the minute. " you really freaked out about him yesterday." That was a point Weiss was willing to grant. The blonde had refused to leave his bedside the entire night, sobbing until she was catatonic. The last time Weiss had seen her before she had crawled back to the barracks the girl looked dead on the inside.
"My best friend was dying in my arms." Yang pointed out, shivering at the memory. " I don't think my reaction was that far past standard."
Ruby deflated, eyes darting back and forth between her team mates as she tried to formulate a response. Weiss looked and saw the line was almost gone. It was almost over, and she could enjoy her sweet second class supplies in peace.
" I like him ?" She said weakly, hoping that would settle the issue. Yang grinned and rubbed her sisters hair.
"Ruby, that's not how dating works." Yang said cheekily. " You date people you like, not me."
Ruby stammered for a moment, obviously thrown off balance.
" Not like like, like, older brother like!"
Weiss blinked. " I don't follow."
Yang's grin had returned full force, and she was fully in her element.
"Ruby, you have a brother complex? I never would have guessed."
Her younger sister began to protest before giving it up as a bad job.
"Dang it Yang." she muttered, slouching over in defeat.
"Never challenge the master, kiddo." Yang said, placing a conciliatory hand on her sister's shoulder. Ruby shook it off defiantly, sending her a pitiful glare.
" All I want is final say on who my in-laws are. Is that to much to ask?"
Yang tilted her head back in mock contemplation.
"No, it's not." She replied. " But there's one detail you haven't brought up. One fatal flaw in your plan."
"And that is?" Ruby asked.
"Yang Arc," she began, "sounds really weird."
"So you've considered it!" Ruby retaliated, desperate to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
"Look at that, " Weiss interjected, " we're at the front of the line."
The clerk was giving all of them an annoyed look. "Are you going to pick up your food today ?" He asked.
Yang slammed her fists on the counter playfully and leaned over the counter. "As a matter of fact, yes. Four orders of today's special to go please."
"This ain't a god damn restaurant, Blondie." He replied, unamused. " One meal per person, for here, no exceptions."
"Not a problem." Yang said. They could carry an extra tray out of the mess hall and no one was going to stop them. " We just need one for a friend of ours who can't make it."
"Prove it." Yang sighed. She was dealing with one of those types.
"Ruby, give me Jaune's ration card." She extended her palm out, waiting for the cheap plastic to fall right into her hands.
It didn't. " I... don't have it." Yang's eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean you don't have it?"
"I mean I didn't have time to get it. You hauled me out of the room." That was a fair point.
"Listen ladies," the clerk said. " Are you going to take your food or am I going to have a situation?"
" Just get your supervisor." Weiss ordered. Whether on her whim or his own volition, the clerk went off, cursing about entitled brats. The soldiers behind them groaned, but none were willing to step forward and challenge even partly trained huntsmen.
" Everyone calm down." Weiss started. " The hospital staff will just get him something instead. No need to make an incident."
" No they won't." Ruby said. " I told them I'd take care of it."
" Why would you do that?!"
" Because I was going to!" Ruby cried out. " If someone just respected the acting team leader's authority we wouldn't be in this mess."
" It doesn't matter. We can't let Jaune starve." Yang pointed out. "We'll have to work out something." Rations were tight, but not so tight that anyone would notice one missing plate. Getting caught would halve their own meals for a week, but it was worth the risk. They owed him that much.
"Did you say Jaune?" A grizzled voice asked. WRY turned to see a crippled veteran, with an eye patch and an old, prosthetic leg, looking them over with his good eye, a classic Atlesian dress uniform pressed and clean. This must be quartermaster they had just been conspiring to steal from.
"Yes." Yang said slowly.
"You wouldn't happen to mean Jaune Arc, would you? The same Jaune Arc who shot Mercury Black in the head yesterday?"
"The one and only." Yang replied, relieved.
"They're telling the truth Davis." The old man said. " I heard the scuttlebutt in the officer's lounge. We've got some paper bags lying around." He paused. " And tell the chef to whip up something special for the fourth meal. We can't let our conquering hero go hungry now, can we?"
This time the clerk, Davis, went away with out complaint. The quartermaster turned back to the girls.
" It'll be here in a minute." He said. "In the meantime," he drawled meaningfully, " if you wouldn't mind moving out of the way. There are other people in line." The group acquiesced, to the joy of a few platoons of grunts.
" Sir, if you don't mind me asking," Weiss began " how do you know Mercury?"
The man scowled, visage darkening considerably. "Let's just say I have good reason to be glad he's pushing up daisies." Davis returned, handing off 4 brown doggie bags, one filled a bit more than the others.
"You tell your squad leader if he ever needs a favor, all he has to do is ask."
The trio hurried out of the mess hall, suddenly very aware of the myriad of gazes surrounding their odd exchange. They kept silent until they reached the relative safety of the staircase leading to the wards.
" Well," Weiss began, " that was informative."
" I know !' Yang chuckled. " Jaune Arc killed Mercury Black? Who saw that one coming?" She had to bite her lip to hold back uncontrollable laughter. " Vomit boy is our resident badass!"
Ruby peeked at the large bag in Yang's metal had.
" What'd they give him Yang ?" She asked curiously.
Weiss scoffed." Probably an extra helping of the same slop they gave us."
"Hey!" Ruby said testily, " The battle against the enemies of mankind starts in the kitchen, and the meals we get are the back bone in the war of nutrition."
"Keep the party line to yourself, Ruby." Weiss complained. "No one else buys it." Weiss opened her own bag. ' An apple, a carton of milk, graham crackers and a container of meatloaf. That's not... horrible.'
Meanwhile, Yang hand done the same with Jaune's bag. Closing it only egged on Ruby.
"Tell me what it was." She ordered, practically bouncing off the stairs.
" No." Ruby pouted.
" Yang ! Article V Subsection Thirteen !"
Yang smirked, unfazed. " I'm calling spousal privilege."
Weiss groaned. " Do not get her started again."
" Why not?" Ruby started. " No one's going to hold it against her. Pyrrha wouldn't-" Ruby cut herself off two words too late.
All three of them went still. For a moment it appeared that each was afraid to make the next move. Then Ruby yelped, pulling her free hand off the stairway rail, which was red hot from Yang's grip.
She glanced upwards apologetically as Yang let go of the bar.
" You okay, Ruby?" She said, anger buried beneath a veneer of civility. " You really went off the rails just now."
" Yang, I..."
" Just drop it."
Ruby's head fell, downcast, before turning back up, silver eyes free from mirth and filled with the steely determination of necessity, and an expression on her face that made her look twice her age.
" Look, maybe I've been going about this the wrong way." She locked eyes with with her sister, before continuing. " What I'm really trying to say is this. I don't know if there's anything going one between you and Jaune. It's none of my business and I know that. I do know that the two of you have gotten close lately, very close even."
"We all saw what happened yesterday." She paused. " We go back on missions tomorrow, and I really, really don't want you to leave anything unsaid that shouldn't be."
Yang's face softened as her eyes faded back to blue. She set down the singed bags, walked down the stairs and pulled her sister into a bear hug.
" Listen to me Ruby." She croaked. "What happened yesterday was just another close call. We've gotten through plenty of those." A small smile graced her face as she pulled back out to meet her baby sister's gaze. " Jaune is staying right here, safe and in bed until he's good and healed, and there's no Grimm alive that can tangle with us."
That's all Yang had to worry about, really. Ironwood wasn't enough of a fool to send them on any kind of covert ops with their team a man short and their premier tactician out of commission. He'd more than likely put them on clean up duty, beating back the latest incursions of monsters into Mistrali territory. Maybe if they were lucky they'd even get a light day of police work, or guard duty for some over rated dignitary.
"In two weeks time JWRY will be back on it's feet and we can all forget this ever happened."
Ruby didn't return her smile.
" No, it won't."
Yang cocked her head dangerously. " Why not?"
" Because in two weeks we're not going to be here." Ruby pulled out her scroll, mission stats at the ready. " Transfer orders straight from General Ironwood himself. We ship out for Menagerie tomorrow at sunset."
"Why?" Weiss cut in. Mistral was still beset on all sides, and the abundance of huntsmen was not what it used to be.
" Civil war." Ruby said drearily. " The White Fang has been trying to take over the island for months. Loyalists to Chieftain Belladonna have held most of the settlement, but they can't hold out for much longer. Not alone." Menagerie was out of the way and lacking in most crucial resources, save for labor and some agricultural products. Losing either to Salem would still take the situation from worse to nightmarish, and it would demoralize Faunus across the planet.
" Why us?" Yang asked, the name Belladonna not escaping her notice.
" The Faunus have requested support from a handful of teams they've deemed trustworthy. We made the cut."
" Well they can't have us." Yang barked. " Unless Ironwood hasn't screwed his head back on lately, he should know JWRY is unavailable at the moment."
" They didn't ask for Team JWRY, Yang." Ruby breathed out, lower than a whisper, loaded with hints of pain and nostalgia as her sister slowly caught on.
" They asked for Team RWBY."