This has nothing to do with you, Jaune. It has nothing to do with anyone.
[She would just stomp off, but he would only follow her. She could lash out at him, but she can't allow herself to stoop so low. She grits her teeth and shuts her eyes, hoping to keep back the raw emotion inside of her.]
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[She would just stomp off, but he would only follow her. She could lash out at him, but she can't allow herself to stoop so low. She grits her teeth and shuts her eyes, hoping to keep back the raw emotion inside of her.]