Weiss: *Sitting down with her breakfast with Blake and Yang* Blake, what is the brute doing now?
Yang: *Hands on the table, palms up and doing weird finger exercises* Egh, bend that one, keep the other straight... Wait. Other way around?
Blake: *Focused on Yang's moving fingers* Improving her fine motor skills.
Weiss: What fine motor skills does she need? She uses her fists on things until they stop moving.
Blake: *Still looking at Yang's hands* I'll need to stretch more until I can handle her fists.
Weiss: What?!
Blake: *Looking up* What?
Yang: *Looking at Blake and Weiss* Whassup?
Blake: Don't worry hun, just keep moving your fingers like I showed you.
Yang: Okidoki! *Goes back to curling and uncurling her fingers in a rhythmic pattern* Slow is smooth, smooth is fast, fast is slow...
Weiss: *Pinked up* You are an utter degenerate.
Blake: I'm an utterly-satisfied degenerate. And I can instruct Ruby too if you'll stop making a fuss.
Weiss: *Ultra Pink* I... uhm... Just stop doing this in public! *Dashes off, forgetting her breakfast*












