[ An airy "hah" escapes him. Well, she's not wrong! The jovial cook was easy to spot. Chances were if the cook happened to overhear them? He'd think nothing of it. As they make their way back, he reflects on what they just talked about. Between their weapons, the importance of them...and how important Zack was to him when it came to his own personal growth...
"Took me a while to get there, but... I think I'm doing pretty good." ]
[ There's nothing to be thanking her for, really, but... she won't tell him to stop doing it if that's what makes him feel better. So long as she can give him a comfortable and safe space to be himself, then she's done a good job. ]
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[ Hah. She can't, but... it's one other thing to look forward to. One that she'll remember for days or years to come. ]
Another one? You just had dessert, too!
[ Look, she won't stop him, but if he keeps eating or drinking cold stuff, he really will get a brain freeze. ]
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[ Look. The cook isn't within earshot. It's fine!!!! Probably. It's not like she means anything bad by it! ]
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"Took me a while to get there, but... I think I'm doing pretty good." ]
[ "I think so, too." ]
Thanks, Weiss. ... For listening earlier. I mean.
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[ There's nothing to be thanking her for, really, but... she won't tell him to stop doing it if that's what makes him feel better. So long as she can give him a comfortable and safe space to be himself, then she's done a good job. ]
All of you.