A nice evening stroll, and then a restaurant.

They exited Beacon, and headed down the streets. "How you feeling?" he grinned at her.

"So great Jaune... Though this dress is a bit embarrassing..." she blushed, illuminated quite well by the slowly setting sun.

"Heh, well, I could have just ordered you to wear that harem dress..." he teased.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha gasped, going crimson at the thought of being out in public wearing... THAT. Jaune just laughed at her. "You're mean..." she huffed, looking up, where the shattered moon was visible in the slowly darkening sky.

"...you know, I always wondered about that," Jaune noted, following her line of sight. "You think a meteor hit it?"

"That was the original theory as to what caused that," Pyrrha remarked. "However, in recent times, scientists from Atlas have come to the conclusion that something from Remnant hit it based on where the impact point had to be..."

"How... How is that possible?" Jaune asked.

"Nobody knows," Pyrrha admitted. "It couldn't have been a human weapon of any kind, none of humanity's modern armaments are capable of such a thing, and it's been like that for all of history... The only viable hypothesis I am aware of is that something hit the planet in primoridial times, and sent debris out into space, hitting the moon. But no one has found the crater in Remnant that would have been the result of that, so either the hypothesis is wrong, the crater is in a place currently covered by ocean, or seismic and volcanic activities covered the crater up. As it is, there's no way to prove or disprove what happened to the moon."

"Well, it's the only thing that would make a lick of sense... You know, other than it being the work of a wrathful god," Jaune joked.

"Now that's just silly," Pyrrha chuckled as they reached a fairly fancy restaurant.