Jaune needs to know

A million possibilities began running through Jaune's head as he watched Glynda masturbating before him.

His first thought was jumping towards the book, beginning to flip through the pages.

Had he written some contingency that he had forgotten about? Was he even able to do that? Or was this part of Glynda's previous programming? But he quickly realized it wasn't.

He also confirmed his second theory. Nobody had written in his book except for him. It's not like one of his other girls stealthily followed him out here and wrote in the book without anyone noticing to save him.

So that raised other questions... did someone else have a book? Someone who, based on this, likely knew he had one of his own? It couldn't be Blake or Velvet. They were naked, with no way to write.

Ria, meanwhile, watched from above with a smile. While Jaune was, in a way, her "champion" in this setting, seeing his reaction to her intervention was hilarious to her.

She looked down to her book. She could use it to mess with Jaune a bit more... or even use it as a way to, at the least, explain the situation in vague terms without actually introducing herself for whatever rules that may break. Especially given how careful she'd need to be not to break certain... recent compacts.