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“I’m just so… angry at her you know.”
Yang was giving her umpteenth tangent about Blake and her running away. She was sitting on a bed, gaze down, hands furling and unfurling into fists. Ruby and Weiss sat on the bed opposite of her; Ren was on the ground near that bed, legs crisscross.
As Yang went on about her emotions, Weiss glanced at Ruby, who glanced at Weiss. This wasn’t the first time she had vented about their former teammate this way, and it most certainly wouldn’t be the last. Both knew what Yang didn’t know, or chose not to admit out-loud, which was how absolutely, completely, and undeniably gay she was for Blake. Ren briefly looked up at the two, so that all three were sharing secret glances of Why can’t she just say what she really thinks already, it’s so obvious by now.
Then Weiss gave her friends a nod, and Ren nodded back, and Ruby also nodded back, because they all knew what needed to be done. They needed to prompt Yang into confessing her true feelings for Blake, because lord knew she wouldn’t do it herself.
(That entire exchange happened in the span of maybe ten seconds. Yang was too busy staring at her hands and wording her hurricane of thoughts to even notice anything going on.)
Ren looked back at Yang, calmly saying, “Yes, it is very hard when someone you love does something so hurtful.”
“Ugh…” Yang brought her hands to her head, clenching at her hair. “She could’ve just talked to us instead of running away. She didn’t have to abandon her team.”
Her hands lowered down, and her pain-filled eyes could be seen. “She didn’t have to abandon me.”
Okay, now they were getting on to something. Weiss furled her hands in her lap, and said the very therapist-sounding line of, “So, how does that make you feel?”
Yang shook her head violently; strands of her hair started to cover her face. “I don’t know. Angry.”
Weiss’ hand made a small rotating motion. “And?”
“Betrayed.”
“And?”
“Hurt. Confused. And…”
Ruby decided to help her big sister a little: “Ggggggg…”
“G…”
Ruby, Weiss and Ren all leaned in a little, Ruby’s eyes glimmering with hope.
“Guilty.”
Ruby nearly toppled off the bed in exasperation; Weiss placed a hand to her face, stifling a groan; Ren simply shook his head side to side, like a parent who expected so much out of their child. It’d been worth a shot.