"Naturally, I would have gone with them, too...if I didn't have this mess to deal with. How can they expect me to keep the books balanced when they make these kinds of expenditures? And to tack on two new scrolls on top of it…I'm not made of money anymore, this is ridiculous." Weiss said sitting at a terminal at the kitchen table.

"It sounds complicated." Pyrrha replied, holding her scroll up and away from the light of the sun. Already she was away on another mission, this one much closer to home. A small horde of bug Grimm were making a nest in someone's basement. "I wish Ruby or Blake would have called us if they were struggling so much that first night. I could have sent Jaune over to help."

"Jaune?"

"Well, he is an uncle, several times over." Pyrrha reminded her. "He's very good with children."

Weiss nodded, offering her own little interesting tidbit. "Blake seems to understand her…though I'm not entirely sure how. I've learned to stop asking Faunus related questions. They baffle me anyway…but it is interesting to listen to…"

"To what?" Pyrrha prompted, seeing the small moment of apprehension on her friend's face.

"Well, as racist as it may sound…it was as if they were cats...communicating."

"Please tell me you're joking."

"I'm not." Cup of warm coffee in hand, Weiss took a sip and shook her head. "…Pyrrha, I promise you, I wish I was being as crass as I'm sure I sound. I woke up to the sounds of two cats fighting this morning. I honestly thought there were actual cats arguing on the dumpsters again."

"That…well, that's rather remarkable."

"I know." Weiss said, no venom in her voice in the slightest. Just fact, and the slightest bit of good humor. "I've heard Blake purr before, but I never knew how….vocal…Faunus could be. It's alarming when you least expect it…" Then, something else popped into her mind. "This is an entirely hypothetical question, but since the baby is a Faunus, would Yang be able to claim her as a dependent? Vale's tax laws are different from Atlas."

"Hmm, well wouldn't you know, I haven't the foggiest idea." Pyrrha said thoughtfully. "I mean, I would certainly hope so. If Yang is the older sister, as everyone seems to think."

"See in Atlas, that wouldn't matter. Atlas doesn't offer the legal guardians of Faunus any sort of services monetarily." Weiss explained.

Pyrrha chose to tactfully switch gears away from such places. "If I may be so bold, if this is to be a permanent arrangement, it might be better to have someone formally adopt her. Vale gives much more consideration to single parents who are hunters. For example, from what I understand, a hunter's medical coverage does not extend to a child in the case of siblings."

"Only parents to offspring?"

"Yes. At least, that's what I have come to understand." Pyrrha nodded.

"Even if Yang would be her legal guardian?" Weiss queried, eyebrow upraised.

"That would depend on the parents. Vale may award custody of the child to someone named in the will and wishes of the deceased…that is, of course, assuming the child's parents had one written out."

"Something to look into, then." Weiss murmured, more to herself, than Pyrrha. "On another note, you should stop by for a visit after your mission. I'm sure we'd be able to talk Blake into some three handed pinochle."

"Oh, and I do love a good game of cards." Pyrrha said hopefully. "I have some choice wine sent to me by my parents just last week. It's far too much for one person, so, perhaps you all would be inclined to drink it with me? I'd ask Jaune, but he's not fond of the beverage, and you know how Nora is…"

"If it doesn't come in a shot glass, or with an umbrella, she wants nothing to do with it. Just like Yang in that aspect." Weiss said knowingly. "What about Ren?"

"He drinks rarely. Also, our flavor interests differ greatly, or so I've noticed. He didn't grow up on wine at the dinner table as you and I did as children, so his tastes revolve distinctly on whatever can be made into a mixer."

Weiss laughed at that. "I suppose that makes sense. Well, I'd be happy to drink it with you, a quiet evening around here might do us a bit of good…although, that being said, planting a seedling in Nora's ear about getting Yang out of the house…" Weise trailed off as Pyrrha began to smile.

"I understand." Pyrrha agreed sympathetically. "I'll see what I can do."

"I don't know if this is such a good idea." Yang said reluctantly as sat on the bed in her room. Blake had set out for her one of Yang's favorite things to wear when going to the nearby bar. "I probably shouldn't."

"Yang…look at me."

To the blonde's credit, she did. It took effort, though. A great deal of it. "Things are going to change around here a lot because of circumstances, but no one expects you to change who you are as a person on top of it. There's four of us, and only one of her."

"Yeah…but-"

"No buts." Blake cut her off, sitting down beside Yang. "I'm not telling you to go out and get trashed. I'm telling you to go order your favorite pizza, shoot some pool, and enjoy some time with a friend."

"She needs me to be a good influence, going to the tavern is a terrible influence."

"She needs you to be you, Yang."

"I'm no good as me." Yang shot back. "Have you seen me? I'm a total and complete wreck, as me."

"Ruby seemed to survive you just fine." Blake deadpanned. "Not to mention your uncle for that matter. The man practically sends his liver swimming every day, but he's always been there for you."

"That's completely different."

"No it's not. I know what you're thinking, but, like you said. You aren't Raven…" Blake told her. "You will be here when she needs you to be…but right now she's taking a nap, and doesn't need any of us anymore than Vale needs ursa."

Yang let out a small laugh at that. "She's not going to be sleeping that long."

"True, but you have three willing babysitters. This isn't just about you, it's about our friends too." Blake sighed. "Pyrrha's coming by to play cards. Ren and Ruby are going off to do some sort of meditative training. Jaune's going to go visit one of his sisters. Nora's going to be bored if she's alone all by herself. I know you think that this baby is entirely your responsibility, but I've told you before. We will help you. It's not a burden to keep her with us for an evening."

"Yeah…" Yang took a breath. "Yeah…okay…a pizza in Vale sounds good, and haven't had the chance to hang out with Nora in weeks. I'd like to."

"Then get dressed and go." Blake said with a smirk. "You know she hates waiting."