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“You’re a little on the, uh… weird-lookin’ side?”
“… What’s that supposed to mean?”
Yang shrugs, loose and relaxed, even though Weiss can feel something icy and familiar crawling up her back. She's heard all this before, being told her body is weird and unnatural. She'd trusted Yang not to bring it bubbling to the surface again, a shyness that’s buried in her marrow and always lingering in the back of her skull. “Y’know, you’re just lanky! I mean, compared to me, you look like you’re half a breeze away from floating on the wind. Suits you, though?”
Weiss frowns at the compliment, and Yang just shrugs again. “Great Weiss shark, all angles! Very pointy. Like your teeth- which are super cool, by the way.”
Before she can stop herself Weiss runs a tongue along the jagged angles that fill her mouth, the teeth that regrow even if she pulls them out by the roots. She's never thought of them as ‘cool’, not when every smile has the people around her growing significantly paler. “Really?”
“Yeah!” The look in lilac eyes suggests the word obviously. “Ruby thinks you’re awesome.”
Weiss can tell the blush on her cheeks is running all the way down her neck, so she makes some excuses and scrambles off to the changing rooms before Yang can make her flush even pinker.
She can’t quite stop herself from smiling like a dope all the way there, though.