They go somewhere to talk.

"So, Master?" Ruby asked, calling him that with impunity as they walked the halls. She really loved the way the word rolled off her tongue.

"Yes, Ruby?" Jaune replied.

"Can we talk about something in private?" she asked him hopefully.

"Sure," he said, grabbing her and leading her into another empty classroom. "...how many of these do they have?" he wondered aloud as he closed the door behind them.

"I think these are spares in case one or several get wrecked actually," Ruby remarked thoughtfully, taking a look around "Gotta keep things going while repairs are made."

"...think that happens often?" Jaune asked nervously, eying the walls suspiciously for any sign of recent repairs.

"Master, Weiss shook Dust under my nose and I set it off with a sneeze, before even Day 1. And just today, you were on the wrong end of a freak training accident," Ruby replied flatly. "Would you like to repeat the question?"

"...darn, you're making waaaaay too much sense," he slumped, and she tittered a bit as she sat on a desk with her legs parted slightly. He took a moment to admire her body, still wrapped up in that fancy, sensual dancer outfit. "...so, what did you even want to talk about?" he then asked her.

She grinned mischievously behind her veil in a way that made Jaune know that this would be either really hot, or quite embarrassing... His lien was on both.