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[pyrrhanike]

“Jaune...! Wait.” Pyrrha’s voice shook as she called out to him, one arm extended. She would keep her distance, but she felt like they needed to talk. His anger was... strange. Almost, unwarranted. She thought that he barely noticed her in that way. That he was busy chasing Weiss. Any other girl, for that matter. It felt... strange that he was upset about Mercury.

“...I can explain, really. It was nothing.”