The ship bobbed up and down on the dark blue waters, silver moonlight rippling off the waves as they bashed against the hull. Occasionally a seagull would pass overhead, making a caw and beating its wings lazily before floating off into the distance. The night was quiet and peaceful, and gave the young man plenty of time to think.

Jaune peered out across those dark blue waves, a dazed look on his face as he reminisced. He brought a hand up to his lips, touching them lightly before curling his hand into a fist. He wanted to slam against the railing of the boat, but stopped himself. He gave a sigh, and leaned down against the railing.

He heard the clicking of stilettos come from the stairs behind him. He turned his head to see who came, but he didn't say a word.

Neo and Jaune stood together for half a moment in pure silence. Finally Jaune turned to her, "Shouldn't you be asleep?" He didn't want the words to sound as cold as they did. Maybe he didn't want to be disturbed, or maybe he was just in a foul mood.

"I had a dream," She brushed the pink half of her hair over her ear. She was wearing the outfit she and Nora had picked: A black sweater that showed off her sides a bit, a pair of brown leather pants, high-heeled boots that came up to just under her knees, and a strange blazer-lab coat thing, the front of which stopped just below her chest while the back kept going past her hips.

"What about?" Jaune turned around, leaning his back against the railing and crossing his arms.

Neo followed suit, but clenched her hands together instead of crossing them, "I was sitting in a dark alleyway. It was raining, and there were people walking past me, but none of them seemed to notice me, that or they just didn't care. I was holding a newspaper above my head, trying to block the rain, but I was shivering so much that it didn't help. I felt… not sad, just kind of hopeless. I felt the rain stop hitting me, and looked up to see a man with bright red hair and a bowler cap. He was holding his umbrella above me, and offered me a hand up. I remember him saying 'A girl like you doesn't deserve to soak in this rain,' before I took his hand and went with him."

"And then?"

"I woke up. I tried to go back to sleep, but I just couldn't stop thinking about the man in the bowler cap. I felt like… I don't know," her voice began to shake and waver, "I just don't know.

Jaune thought for a moment before he nodded, "I don't think that was just a dream. Doctor Oobleck said your memories would start coming back soon, and I think that was one of them. The man with the bowler cap was probably Roman Torchwick."

Neo's eyes lit up, "Really? What else do you know about him?"

"Uh, not much, just what Ruby told me. Torchwick was a crime boss and a terrorist. He robbed dust stores, ran extortion rackets, and worked with the White Fang. Real piece of work, from what I've heard. Apparently you used to work for him."

Her face dropped, "Before I… died, you mean?"

Jaune raised an eyebrow at her, "Died?"

Neo's voice was nervous as she explained, "Well, you know… the first time."

"You just lost your memory, you didn't die."

"I know, but before that. The girl I used to be, her memories were what made her who she was, and I don't have any of those. So she's gone, kinda like she died."

Jaune turned back to the water, staring out across the moonlit waves, "I guess I didn't think of it like that."

The two stood in silence, watching seagulls fly by and listening to waves crash against the hull of the ship. Several minutes went passed, as they each watched the shattered moon hang in the sky.

"Hey Jaune?"

"Yeah, Neo?"

"What were you doing up here?"

Jaune rubbed the back of his head before giving an awkward answer, "I couldn't sleep either, I guess."

"Did you have a dream too?"

"Yeah, something like that."

Another several minutes passed, Neo afraid to dig deeper and Jaune unwilling to let her. Finally Neo spoke up, "What did you dream about?"

"Someone important to me."

"Who?" A few tense moments passed, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it."

"A girl named Pyrrha. She was a hero, the greatest fighter in all of Beacon, a fierce and loyal teammate, and a good friend."

Neo looked up at Jaune, noticing glistening tears form in his eyes, before she turned her gaze back to the water, "It sounds like you were close."

Jaune sighed, "I wish we had been closer."

They stood in silence, watching the pale white shards of the moon slowly sink into the horizon, as a red and orange glow filled the air behind them. Neo turned towards the sun, feeling the warm morning light hit her. Jaune did not turn, instead staring at the place where the moon had been, as though waiting for it to rise once more.