Naturally.

"So Blake... You've been pushing yourself pretty hard lately," Jaune told her, and she stiffened.

"I... Don't know what you're talking about," she lied feebly.

"Blake, you spend a lot of time in the library, reading the online news, no doubt, trying to find something, anything that might reveal something about the White Fang and Roman's activities. Hell, I'm surprised you were even reading a book when we came in..."

Pyrrha cleared her throat and pointed at the computers, and Jaune looked to see they were all powered down, apparently a maintenance issue had occured with them, which IT was working on, if the signs over them were any indication. "Oh, that makes sense... And you used up all the mobile data on your scroll for the month no doubt, so that option wasn't available to you anymore, was it?"

"I tried to get on the wifi, but apparently the traffic on it is more than the bandwidth can handle," Blake admitted with a grumble. "So what though? You know stopping Torchwick is important."

"Of course we do Blake," Pyrrha said placatingly. "But you're not spending as much time with us as before, your grades are slipping, and you haven't been sleeping well..."

Indeed, there were visible dark circles around Blake's eyes. "What good are grades while people are getting hurt?" Blake scoffed. "And I've been sleeping fine!"

"Blake, I can SEE the bags under your eyes!" Jaune stated.

"Bags nothing, you have luggage under your eyes!" Yang put in.

Blake crossed her arms. "So what exactly do you want me to do? Stop?"

"No, we just want you to slow down," Jaune replied.

"...is that an order?" she asked, making Jaune pause. Briefly, he considered saying yes, ordering her to do so, but he dismissed the idea. That would be interfering with her life too much, which would leave a bad taste in his mouth, plus, Blake wouldn't fully understand why he was making her do it, and he'd have to micromanage her to ensure she wasn't stressing out or trying to go against his order via a loophole or something behind his back.

No, he was going to have to persuade her. "No... It isn't," he admitted. "Look, Blake, we're just worried about you. I want you to make a choice to take care of yourself. If you can't do that, how can you protect others? Frankly, if you keep going like this, and you do find Torchwick, you're going to get your ass kicked in your condition."

Blake narrowed her eyes. "Jaune, we can't waste time on this..."

"Jaune, let me talk a moment with Blake," Yang said, stepping forward, . She then proceeded to tell Blake about the time she had tried finding her biological mother, and had almost gotten herself and Ruby killed due to her pushing herself to too much exhaustion to fight off attacking Grimm. Only their Uncle Qrow arriving saved their lives. Once she finished her tale, she finished, "Look, Blake, it's like Jaune said, you don't need to stop. We just want you to pace yourself. You'll get much further at a slow walk than at a breakneck sprint until you collapse. I still haven't given up the search for my mother. I still have answers I need to get from her. But I'm not letting it rule my life."

Blake stared at Yang for a moment, before biting her lip and slowly nodding. Yang beamed, and embraced Blake. "I'm sorry," Blake murmured.

"Hey, don't be, we have a lot to do, and it seems overwhelming. Just remember, slow and steady wins the race," Yang smirked. Then... Silence. "...Blake?" Yang asked, looking down.

"...zzz... zzz..." Blake lightly snored, using Yang's breasts as a pillow.

"...pffht, she really was exhausted to the point of collapse!" Pyrrha started laughing.

"Well, guess I'm not going anywhere for a while," Yang admitted. "You guys go ahead, we'll join you back at the dorm once Blake finishes her little cat nap," she added.

"Right, and do actually let her sleep Yang, no waking her just to play with her," Jaune chuckled.

"Awww..." Yang play pouted as Jaune and Pyrrha headed out of the room.