Weiss smiles as she flips her omelette expertly in the pan she is cooking it in. Her entire team would no doubt be shocked at the fact that she can cook for herself, but whatever. Another side effect of being the daughter of Jacques Schnee. She learned at an early age to fend for herself with a lot of things, cooking being one of them.

"Something smells good in here!" She hears the voice of the obnoxious brute and sighs. She forgot that the blonde doesn't have any classes this morning either, as the forging teacher and his aura mates were still out on a high level emergency hunt. Deciding that it isn't worth answering her, she simply turns the music up on her scroll and starts singing along with Seether's Careless Whisper.

"Hey! I love this song!" Yang declares as she begins to sing along in a surprisingly pleasant contralto. Weiss's ears flicker in surprise, even as she starts cooking up a few pieces of bacon she had managed to scrape together from the tray in the fridge. She really needs to put a grocery list together soon, and bug her team and JNPR to pitch in.

"My sister really likes you, you know." There is no way in hell that Yang didn't hear the trainwreck that just happened in her head. And it was a big one too, the kind that would be on the news in all four kingdoms for sure. "Like really likes you." She adds.

Weiss waits long enough to fish her bacon out of the pan before turning slowly towards the brutish blonde. "I'm not anyone to like, Yang. I come with too much baggage. Too many technicalities." Being named Heiress was nothing more than a ploy for her father. A way to keep the faunus calmed enough to hopefully keep the White Fang from their continued attacks. His real heir was already chosen, the ink on the contracts still so fresh that they could smear.

Yang shrugs as steals a piece of the bacon and munches on it. "So? Doesn't matter to my hard headed cookie snarfing sister. Rubes is about to be sixteen, she's old enough for her heart to guide her now." Wow. That is so odd to hear from the brute who's already chased several boys and even a few girls away from the petite scythe wielder. Weiss has been seriously debating asking her to deal with Jaune for her, as the blockhead won't take the hint that she just wants to be left alone.

"I'm not worthy of being loved." She mutters as she grabs her plate and her cup of coffee before moving to the counter to sit down. Which is true. Especially if people knew all the truths of her life as a Schnee. Even her Uncle and Aunt are still in the dark, and her Uncle would would rip Jacques apart limb by limb if he knew what really happens behind closed doors. Even Winter, who is far braver and stronger than her is terrified of Jacques Schnee, and she would never breathe a word to anyone.

None of the remaining Schnee siblings wanted to end up like their mother Adaliz or even worse, Willow.

"Bah, everyone deserves to be loved Weissy. Even an Ice Queen like you." Yang chuckles as she steals a second piece of bacon. Enough. She can't handle anything more today, especially from the brute. Sliding her plate to her, she calmly walks out the door as Yang digs into the food. She needs her quiet space, especially since they all have Oobleck this afternoon. Sipping her coffee, she ignores the fact that she is still in her nightgown as she makes her way to the roof of the dorm. Sitting in a corner, she keeps sipping her coffee as she watches the clouds float by, her tears falling unchecked down her cheeks….