❛ ♡ ⁞ bloomess.
stubbornness takes a momentary pause, brow shooting upward as she takes a look toward flora. she believed she could make it to beacon by herself, alone — but with someone else ? she couldn’t shoulder two people’s worth of hope. even now, the optimism and hope was getting hard to muster, snuffed out by the cold weather. thunder and lightning were the least of her worries, even if they struck her deep into her bones and made home within her fear. yet, she just wanted to get the trip over. get to beacon as quickly as possible, but how was she to force someone else ? and even more, spring herself. she was to bloom amidst the cold, but ruby couldn’t simply force it.
shoulders drop from former tensed position and she nods, the realization having basked her in momentary thought. ❛ … okay, ❜ she starts, giving in to flora’s pleads. ❛ we’ll wait it out. you’re probably um … cold, right ? ❜ concern makes a showing, and she’s suddenly walking across the room, taking off her cloak to hand it to the elder.
❛ it’s pretty warm, sorry about the smell, though … ❜
she flinched and let out a small gasp. after ten years of human contact that was mainly hostile instead of friendly, she was still getting used to the whole touching thing. it was still.. a somewhat generous thought for a human. ‘ it’s.. fine. smells like roses.’
there was a bit of an awkward silence. she and ruby were so drastically different that she had no idea how to approach her. plus, she only knew so much, and qrow became a stale topic since she didn’t know much about him either. how about...
‘ do you... have any friends? family, perhaps? o-other than your uncle, of course... ’ was this a touchy subject? oh no, what if she asks about her family as well? she didn’t think about the possible outcomes of bringing up this topic! anxiety and impulse got the best of her, so she blurted, ‘ idon’thavefamilysoi’dlovetohearaboutyoursinstead! ’
well, at least it may have prevented it.
