Weiss: Ignore Her, Jaune. She's Trying To Cope And Seethe, As Yang Would Say.

Weiss: Ignore her, Jaune. She's trying to cope and seethe, as Yang would say.

Ilia: You don't know what you're talking about.

Weiss: Our feline friend rejected 3 faunus for a blonde, pale-skinned human girl, and you're picking on the only other blonde, pale-skinned member of our group. Subtle.

Ilia: Seeing things that aren't there.

Weiss: I imagine it was quite a shock, that the one person you ever pined after didn't reject you for your sex but for your race.

Ilia: Watch your mouth, filthy Schnee. Or I'll-

Weiss: You watch your mouth, you spiteful peasant. Jaune might let it slide, but I won't. Apologize to him, or this gets back to Blake.

Ilia: Is that supposed to scare me?

Weiss: Who do you think she'll side with? Sweet, loveable Jaune Arc who she's looked up to since childhood?

Ilia: Now you're definitely making shit up.

Weiss: Or the psycho who almost got her parents murdered?

Ilia: She forgave me!

Weiss: Forgiveness does not beget friendship.

Ilia: I thought you were one of the good ones!

Weiss: And I always knew you were one of the bad.

Just ignore this one. I needed to vent and this was pretty much the only constructive way I can do this. Just move along.

Ilia: Racist.

Jaune: Huh?

Ilia: Yeah. You. Fucking bigot.

Jaune: What- What did I do?

Ilia: You're alive. That's enough.

Jaune: I- What are you talking about? What is going on?

Ilia: First, you're pale-skinned with blond hair and blue eyes. Failure at birth.

Jaune: Wh-

Ilia: Second, you're a human male. No diversity at all, and just garbage as a concept.

Jaune: I-

Ilia: And last, the only thing you've ever accomplished was done because of others. You never had to struggle or work hard to get where you are, because you are a walking waste of air long overdue for retirement AND extinction.

Jaune: ...You do realize how terrible you look, right? Like, you're racially profiling and acting awfully bigoted.

Ilia: I have no idea what you're talking about. You're human. You can't be racist to humans.

Was Jaune ever real? Was Ilia really herself? Who knows? Who cares? Like I said, just ignore this one.

Weiss: What do you think a drug is?

Jaune: A substance ingested for the purpose of physically or mentally altering one's state of being.

Weiss: That's...a fair description.

Jaune: And did you not provide me tea with the intention of calming me down?

Weiss:

Jaune: It's not working, by the way. Weak shit.

Weiss: I don't know why I bother.

Jaune: Hey, thanks for trying.

Weiss: You're not welcome.

Jaune: Thanks for bringing me drugs, even if it is the weak shit.

Weiss: It's herbal tea!

Jaune: And it's the weakest drug I've ever had.

Nora: Want one?

Emerald: Hard pass.

Nora: More for me.

Oscar: Maybe you should cut back on those.

Nora: My body, my choice.

Oscar: Are you serious?

Nora: I'm very serious about you minding your own business.

Emerald: What crawled up your ass and died?

Nora: Oh, just five of my closest friends. Hey, weren't YOUR friends involved with that?

Emerald: You wanna go, halfpint?

Nora: You don't want this smoke, puke-for-hair. (that's for you, Yang)

Emerald: That's it!

Oscar steps between them.

Oscar: We don't know if they're actually-

Nora: Don't you start, Oscar. I hear enough of that false hope nonsense from Ren.

Oscar: Nora, I miss them too. Why don't we process this together?

Nora: Let's not and say we did.

Oscar: I'm not gonna just leave you here to wallow.

Nora: Then you'll have to see me do stuff like this.

Oscar: Do stuff like wha-oh sweet Lord!

Nora:

Emerald: Ugh...

Oscar: I think I'm gonna be sick.

Nora: Like that trick? I've got a million of 'em.

Emerald: I'm out. Enjoy your wallowing.

Nora: I certainly will. Bye, Oscar.

Oscar: You know where to find me-

Nora: Bye, Oscar.

Oscar: ...bye, Nora....

Emerald: Whatcha got there?

Oscar: Oh, uh, candy cigarettes. Apparently, Vacuo has kinda cornered the market on them since they can't be sold anywhere else.

Emerald: Can I have one?

Oscar: Sure! (Hands one) Uh, need a light?

Emerald: (Giggles) Thanks, but I've got my own.

Oscar: (Nervously chuckles) Y'know, even with these looking like cigarettes, I don't feel like smoking the real things.

Emerald: Good. Means you're a lot smarter than some people. (Points)

Oscar: Like who- (Looks where she points)

Nora: (Scooping cigarette butts into bowl)

And things were going so well.

Yang: Hang in there, Vomit Boy!

Stay with me, Jaune.

Jaune: I'm...huff...trying...

Oh man, there is so much blood.

Jaune: Well, I...guess that's what I get...for punching above my weight-class...

Yang: Save the self-reflection for after Ruby patches you up.

Jaune: But...she's providing support-

Yang: She's done with that!

She's almost done.

Yang: Ruby will be here any minute with aid. We'll fix you good as new, go to the victory party and all live happily ever after. You're gonna make it.

Please, Jaune.

Jaune: ...I'll do what I can...

Good enough.

Yang: Good enough. Now, help me apply pressure on the wound.

Jaune: I hope you don't mind me saying...but it makes me really happy, you worrying about me like this.

Yang: Of course I'd worry about you, dummy.

What are friends for?

Jaune: You really have a heart of gold to worry about some random schmuck how puked on you in Beacon.

Random schmuck? What is he-

Jaune: I know we're not that close...

...oh. OH...ah crap

Jaune: But...could you hold my hand while we wait?

...

Yang: ...I can already hear Ruby's teasing...

Jaune: Thank you Yang...I'm really glad we're...

We're friends, Jaune.

Jaune: well...whatever we are.

Damn my stupid pride.

Yang: Jaune?

Jaune: ...hm?

Yang: Back then, I didn't mean what I said.

I was being an ass.

Jaune: Back then?...Yang, what are you...

Say it. Just say it.

Yang: I...I do cherish our friendship. We're friends, Jaune. I'm sorry I made you think otherwise.

Jaune:

Yang: I don't think we're properly hung out. When this is over, let's hit the town. Maybe hit a club. I haven't see your moves in a while. What do you say?

Jaune:

Yang: Don't think too hard now, Ja-

JAUNE! YANG!

Ruby?

Yang: Ruby! Jaune, Ruby's here!

Jaune:

Yang: Come on, Jaune. Look ali-...

No...

Jaune: Yang, if our friendship ever meant anything to you...

Yang: It didn't.

Yang: (Thinking) It did.

Yang: I just wanted to hurt him.

Yang:Tell me you’re madly in love with saying it.

Jaune:If you turned out to be toxic for my life, I wouldn’t stop drinking the poison.

Yang:…*red* That was a level of intensity I wasn’t expecting. I thought you were gonna say rent is free for me in your head.

Jaune:My bad.

Yang:Can you change poison to venom so I have an excuse to bite you?

Jaune:That is ten times worse than what I said.

Yang:…I’m not hearing a no.

Jaune: Oh, this is bad. Um. You really love your dad, huh?

Yang: sniff...sniff...uh huh...

Jaune: I guess you picked up his sense of fashion.

Yang: WAAAAAAHHHHH.

Jaune: C-c-calm down, Yang! I didn't even mentioned what a bad sister you are!

Yang: When I'm d-done crying! *sniff* I'm gonna mur-hur-hur-der yooooooou!

Jaune: (Holding back tears) I'm- I'm- I'm- I'm- I'm okay!

Yang: It's okay, Jaune. I've felt this sadness before, when I lost my arm.

Yang: Except way fucking worse, you baby.