"... and seven sisters. Our family's pretty huge but we're all really close. What about you, Blake?" Jaune finished his story by throwing a few more potato chips into his mouth, crunching heavily on the salty crisps. Pyrrha quickly smacked his shoulder, getting him to realize how insensitive his question was considering what they knew about Blake's past.

"Oh! S- sorry, Blake. I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay, Jaune…" Blake sighed softly, looking to the eyes of her curious friends teammates. She lingered for a second on icy blue, trying her hardest to read what might be going on just beneath the surface before she continued.

"I was born into the White Fang. I never really knew my family. Instead we're raised together with other Faunus our own age, where we learn about our history and culture and try our best to live up to who we used to be... That's why I asked about all of yours… I just wanted to know what having a mom or dad might be like." Blake wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her chin on her knees. It was always something she envied about her friends. They'd all had families and peaceful childhoods, despite how different they were from one another.

"Sometimes I hear you guys call your parents… I know it's childish but it's hard not to get a little jealous. I wish I had parents to call… You all seem so happy whenever you get off your Scrolls after talking to them. And they always seem to worry about you about little things like taking medicine and stuff. It'd just be nice to know someone cared about me like that." She bit her tongue when she saw Yang clench her fists. She'd gotten extremely close to Yang over the past couple of months, and she knew that the blonde had trouble facing problems she couldn't fix without her fists. She reached out and wrapped her hand around Yang's. It was a gentle touch, one that quickly pulled the girl out of the anger she was feeling.

"Well… you're lucky you don't have a father like mine." Weiss's voice was always shrill and it cut through the quiet room like a knife.

"He wasn't exactly the most understanding father… Anything less than perfection wasn't good enough for him. So be glad you never had a father like mine." She always sat with a poise that could only come from being born into wealth. Her shoulders were back, her chest out, her head held high. Her legs were perfectly crossed as she sat on the bed, higher than everyone else who sat on the floor. Somehow even while being casual, she still managed to make herself appear higher than her peers. Blake's ears twitched in slight agitation.

"I'm sorry, Weiss… sometimes parents expect far too much." Pyrrha offered her sincerest apologies, always the first to try and console someone in need. Weiss's shoulders lifted into the smallest shrug before falling back to rest. It was obvious she didn't want to say more about the issue, but Blake had to press just a little harder.

"Do you think he did it out of ill will? Or… maybe he just knew you were destined for more than greatness and wanted to push you?" The words were carefully chosen to both get what she wanted as well as stroke Weiss's ego. After years of experience of living on the streets, Blake knew just what to say to people.

"Well… maybe… either way, it was still… difficult to live with him when he expects so much. And the activities of the White Fang always resulted in… well some of the hardest nights of my life." The smallest hint of an accusatory tone bled its way into Weiss's words as she looked into the amber eyes of her teammate. The tension in the room seemed to rise exponentially before Ruby took action.

"I'm gonna call dad later. It's been a while." Ruby interjected, yawning into Yang's lap as her older sister played with her hair.

"That's a good idea, Ruby," Pyrrha said. She nodded her head, her undone hair cascading down her strong shoulders.

"Maybe we should all call our families! Wouldn't that be great? We could call them up and tell them all how much fun we're having at school and all the cool people we've met along the way! Even all the Ursa we've killed, right Renny?" Ren replied with nothing more than a nod, his hand resting comfortably on Nora's thigh.

"What do you think, guys? Family time for Team SSSN, too?" Sun playfully punched Neptune in the arm, knowing just how much Neptune hated getting into conversations with his long-winded parents.

"Fine, fine. I have to call them anyway, I'm down to my last twenty Lien."

"Weiss, you obviously don't have to call if you don't want to," Ruby said softly. No one except Blake could've heard the two, her extra set of feline ears carefully picking out every word.

"I'll… maybe I'll call my sister… say a kind word or two to father…"

It was exactly what she'd needed. One last conversation between Weiss and her father before the plan could start. One last display of affection for maximum yield. Blake slipped her Scroll out of her pocket and typed on the holographic touch screen. The number was in her contact list, saved under a single bull emoji.

[Tomorrow]

[You sure?]

[Tomorrow]

[Revised plan or original? Last chance to change your mind…]

[I've already made it clear. It's the revised plan or no plan at all]

[Good luck]