Back to training

As Pyrrha stepped out onto the roof, she couldn't help but notice this night was much more frigid than any of the other nights she and Jaune had trained up here. Not unbearably so, but definitely noticeable.

"Hey, Pyrrha?" Jaune said, stepping onto the roof after her. "If, uh...if you want to keep your...armor on, I won't blame you. Don't want you to get chilly."

Pyrrha couldn't help but smile at that. Even when face with the prospect of seeing his teammate and teacher undressed, Jaune was more concerned about her wellbeing. Further reinforcing her point in their conversation earlier that day. Jaune already acted like a huntsman, even if he wasn't trained as one.

"There's the confidence, again."

"Well..." Jaune began. "It's just...I don't want you to-"

"Relax, Jaune," Pyrrha cut him off, stepping forward to the middle of the roof. "I appreciate that, but you don't have to worry about me. Us training will surely keep me warm enough to offset this weather.

"Besides," she continued. "We made a deal. And I fully intend to keep up my end."

Jaune knew better than to push this. Pyrrha wouldn't budge on him staying at Beacon, and he was sure she wouldn't budge on this either.

"Alright," he nodded, grabbing his sheath from his belt and drawing his sword. "I certainly won't argue with you."

Pyrrha chuckled and drew her own weapons.

"Now," she said as she brought her shield up in front of her. "Begin."