Chapter 9: Way to Start Again

Ruby the Rose

"And so Weiss, no older than six drags her cousin Vera out in front of the entire party, guests, maids, and all sorts of important men and woman. She declares that 'justice should be served' for this eight year old having picked on Weiss' younger cousin. When her father asked what she was doing, get this she tells him. 'I demand a trial.' She wanted to find out the truth to see if Vera was a bully or was somehow framed," Mrs. Schnee laughed as she told the story, a happy glow on her as she told the story. Weiss' mom seemed like a really nice woman, if a bit mousy, but Ruby liked that. She was happy to talk about childhood stories of how Weiss wanted to be a little hero growing up. Ruby could almost picture it, little Weiss with a tiny ponytail and small one piece white dresses, bossing all her cousins around, stern but fair. Maybe swinging around a little wooden sword just to complete the image. Yeah that was Weiss, she would have preferred toy swords over dolls, Ruby was pretty sure of that.

"What did Mr. Schnee do?" Ruby asked, wanting more of the story. Mrs. Schnee had told her that Ruby was needed down in some old Mausoleum, but instead of just directing her, Mrs. Schnee decided to come along. It was better that way, the stairs seemed to go on forever, but having her there made it seem like just a few moments.

"Oh he sent Weiss to her room, but I know he was so proud. He never says it, but Weiss is his life. Both of ours really. We worry about her is all." She spoke sincerely and softly, Mrs. Schnee, like someone so totally incapable of any sort of malice. Ruby loved that, wanted to see more of that in people. Plus it was just great to know Weiss had a gentle mom at home instead of just a scary dad.

"Weiss is important...I'm going to make sure she's happy at Beacon I promise." Ruby tried not to make things so uncomfortable; it was completely strange to talk to her first real girlfriend's mom so casually about Weiss, about them. No matter how weird, Ruby wanted her to get it, wanted her to understand she wanted everyone to be happy, wanted to make Weiss' dreams reality. To get that Ruby wasn't a bad thing.

"I think that's what we all want sweetheart. Come now," Mrs. Schnee replied, taking Ruby's hand in hers and bringing her down the moon stone steps. The light was dimmed here; the spiral staircase was worn and uncared for. It lacked the fineness of the rest of Castle White. It seemed forgotten somehow, only the lowest lit lamps burned to brighten the path. At the bottom the place felt as cold as winter, Ruby could feel the chill through her clothes, regretting her skirt wearing habits. The ending was a simple wooden double door, left just cracked. This place was not meant to be trafficked; only fitting one, maybe two going up or down. By this wood and iron gate Mrs. Schnee stopped, letting out a small shiver, her own dress not meant for the cold either. "Just inside and don't let it scare you Ruby, I'll see you upstairs." Mrs. Schnee grasped Ruby's shoulders warmly, but only for a moment before the older woman began the long path upstairs.

Ruby knew what awaited her inside; she just really didn't feel like going in. Not just to avoid Mr. Schnee, but to avoid this whole kind of place. It wasn't meant for strangers, not meant for her. Still, Ruby knew she had to and she did. It was only when the young girl touch the gate did the worn carving of a snowflake become apparent. Ruby opened the door and what she expected greeted her, the dark, no lights only a hundred statues, several burned out candles and a gust of frosty air. The only person inside was Mr. Schnee, standing stiff with flowers in one hand and lightning dust in the other giving off a bright yellow glow. He dressed even more formally than normal, expertly tailored white coat with black accents, a thin white fur banding along the neck ending in engraved buttons down the center. His pants were a matching crisp white, the perfectly folded lines visible down the leg.

"Good morning, bankert. I assume you slept well. My apologies for the poor lighting, this place predates the power lines throughout the castle." He seemed courteous, but didn't appear to care much about Ruby, looking not back to her, but on the mass moonstone caskets in every corner. All of them marked in a language Ruby couldn't read and with at least one statue per set. She assumed the moon stone figures were only for the most important. The roof was arched in such a way that it would not collapse under the castles weight, the many supports holding the separate arches up, the compression showing on beaten moonstone columns. It all shown white where there was light, yet was bathed in blackness in its absence.

"Good morning, I uhh. Mrs. Schnee said you asked for me…" Ruby whispered though no one could have been there to object to her voice. Still it felt like a place one should stay quiet in, not to disturb those that rested here in this underground sepulcher.

"If you are going to consort with my daughter, I felt you better understand her legacy. Consider this a history lesson Miss Rose." Ruby didn't know what had changed his mind, how Blake could have convinced him of anything overnight, but the next morning Zawisza had confirmed their partners claim. He was letting them go so long as their relationship never left Beacon. Ruby didn't want to ruin it so she never asked, though it was weird. Still it was a risk so she didn't open her mouth then or now as Mr. Schnee started. "To my left is the statue of Konrad Schnee the first, he was the one whom build this crypt and was the first of what was called then the Herzogs of Castle White." He shown the contained lighting in his hand to illuminate the moonstone statue of a tall man in silly heavy armor, though his face was distorted by dust decay and disregard.

"To my far right is the tomb of Weiss the first of Vermillion, a controversial and important member of this family. So controversial in her time no one dared name their children after her. That was until my father decided he didn't care about what anyone had to say about anything, and so my sister was born Weiss the second." The light revealed a young woman whom looked like any Schnee Ruby remembered, the moonstone capturing the pure white essence of the Schnee style. She was a pretty one, though a sad look marred her face as she wielded a sword in front of her. "Otto the second was the first and last King of White River during our short lived independence. Foolish move at the time, but it earned him enough fame to have an army of Schnees named Otto after that." This time the light shown the dust for more than that, with a shiver Ruby realized that it was actually bits of frost caked onto everything. Here underneath the earth it was always an iced over snow globe.

"Case in point, here we find my father, Otto the twelfth, whom raised our family back to prominence, started Schnee Dust Company. Irritable man, never liked him, no one really did, but he commanded respect at a time when everyone was just starting to lose it. Now nobility means nothing compared to a generous checkbook. It's all just history," This place didn't feel right. Ruby preferred her mother's grave, just as covered in ice, but on a cliff side, free to be stumbled upon, free to see the seasons change and be exposed to the world. "and here is my Uncle Wernher." Not like this, caged in some never changing dark cavern. Ruby hoped she would be buried free too whenever she died. On some mountain or by the tree line of some distant forest. No Statues, just a marker.

"This statue is my sister Weiss the second, next to that is my brother and mother." He brightened the light illuminating the entire section. Some open holes where more was to be built, through the dark looked endless, the tomb was still mostly empty, plenty of room and history to be filled. Weiss the second had a smile on her moonstone face, the freshest statue not worn with time. Ruby couldn't read the names, but she believed Mr. Schnee, this was his family after all.

"And this is where I will go, where my wife will go and Weiss after me. When all of us are gone more will come here and so forth. This is all that remains, what will be here long after we have returned to the dust we covet. This is our legacy. Can you handle a legacy like this?" The question was frightening; something Ruby didn't have any clue what would be the right way to answer. A legacy of graves was not what Ruby had in mind for Weiss. Wouldn't joy be better, bright things like the future or them together? Memories made a better legacy. Death was an inevitability, mom had taught Ruby that, but why build a legacy around it then? Why be so focused on this of all things?

"Yes." Ruby had her own legacy in mind, but she wouldn't deny anything that came with Weiss. Baggage be it emotional or family history. Ruby didn't know what Mr. Schnee was really talking about, but Ruby knew herself. It was scary, whatever came in the future, but she was faithful enough to believe she could take it on. No, that they could take it on as a team, they were the best together after all.

"That was rhetorical; no fifteen year old can give an honest answer to that. What about when she has to have an heir, can you sit back and watch her be with someone else? Don't even answer, you're a Rose, you can't. You are you're mother's child after all." Mr. Schnee put a painful weight Ruby's chest, one she felt made her sick and strangled her. There were other ways, Vale medicine might help without anything so direct. That wasn't the point was it though? Ruby could think of alternatives, but could she handle it if there was no other. That was the point and Ruby wasn't proud of the answer. "A rose doesn't even make for a subtle flower." He didn't look at Ruby with scorn like she expected or like he had done in the first day. Instead Mr. Schnee seemed melancholy, the word rose was hard to say for him.

"I know I'll be good for her," was the only response Ruby could manage. She meant it fully, though it was difficult to say without looking down at her feet. She was never good at dealing with these things, and the heavy weight on her chest made it harder. There was silence for a moment, before Mr. Schnee decided on his next words. To his credit, he did take a moment to think, to process it.

"Good? Maybe you would, but you shame her. She has to carry the nation on her shoulders, no one can do that themselves, not even me. She will need a thousand hands, hands from selfish supporters. Every time you shame her, one of them might doubt and pull away. If that happens others will do the same. Soon it'll be just her and the weight of the world. When that happens, when the idiots of the world demand you be perfect and you're not, it's a risk no matter how small. When you take enough risks as a Schnee," The light in Mr. Schnee's hand buzzed, the electric dust flaring up and brightening the room, turning all the graves white as the Schnees who rested in the. Mr. Schnee looked only at one though, the statue of his sister bright. Ruby recognized that look, the same look she had visiting mom. He didn't cry like she did, but the look was the same. "You become like her. This tomb is a monument to our imperfection. " Ruby felt a blaze. Felt so mad, something she so rarely felt. Not so much at him, but the idea. To Ruby the idea of dying was a simple one, a sort of risk she was comfortable with. Mom showed her life was short and she was prepared for that, but others, Weiss most especially, Ruby would never be prepared for losing someone else.

"I'll do it then!" Ruby shouted, losing herself to fury that Weiss could ever be here. So what if it was a little risk? It wouldn't mean something that drastic, Ruby wouldn't allow it. No never, she would stop it. "I'll carry the weight, I'll carry all of it! I don't care what I need to do!" Ruby only got ahold of herself when Mr. Schnee turned to look at her. Aware she was shouting in a sacred place, Ruby covered her mouth in shame, rose color over her cheeks. Mr. Schnee didn't seem too mad, his eyes glowing the same color of his dust, a result of semblance.

"You can try." he said with an indifferent nod. "I have enough lack of faith in romance to say you two will never even get far enough that this talk will matter. And if you do, well if the gods have any love for me anymore, you'll be right and it'll be you burying her a long time from now instead of me here again." Mr. Schnee seemed completely out of character. His roughness and severity there, but muted. Maybe it was this place that did it. Made him unable to act so cruel to Ruby. Maybe his mind was elsewhere. "You can go now Miss Rose. I need to do a few things. Tell Weiss…." Mr. Schnee paused for a moment, lowering down his flowers at the feet of his sister sparing one white rose Instead he placed that alone on his brother's tomb. "She doesn't need me to say anything, she knows what's expected. Make yourself useful for once and keep her safe if you insist on this childish romance. It's only three years after all." The light from him made the rose glow a little; remnants of other flower petals were frozen there as well. It was very pretty for such an eerie thing.

"A Rose?" Ruby asked ignoring his blatant threat. It was an interesting flower knowing how much Mr. Schnee hated roses.

"He always liked his roses. Poor choice on his part."

"And he doesn't even come to say goodbye," Weiss mumbled pretending not to be upset, but failing as she marched up to the train car. "Fine, I hardly care to see him." This was the kind of angry Weiss Ruby found really adorable, chin up at the sky eyes shut and playing up her tough girl routine, pretending she didn't care when she so did. Ruby was plenty thrilled to follow her with a smile, way better than the kind of distraught they had been lately, going from one big teary night to the next. The worry was over.

"Lord Schnee doesn't like goodbyes, thinks they are bad luck." Zawisza had brought them from the Castle to the station, a private train ride for them back to Vale. Another reason Ruby's previous scheme to steal Weiss was doomed for abject failure. Can't steal an airship they weren't going to have around. A pretty big wrench in the gears if there ever was one. It was one of Ruby's more embarrassingly bad whims. She was desperate and wanted some way out. Blake and Yang had been sweet enough to play pretend for a while, well at least Blake was playing, Yang probably would have done it too. She was pushing for a fight, though Ruby was really thankful it never came to that.

"Excuses." Weiss stood defiant at the open door to the train, the metal emblazoned with a white snowflake one of three luxury passenger cars on what was a mostly an industrial train backed with dust creates sharing that emblem.

"Come on Weiss, let's go home! Smile for us princess!" Yang shouted tackling Weiss though she was promptly pushed off with an annoyed grunt. Blake seemed a bit nervous for a moment, looking over to Zawisza whom simply smiled back. Ruby had noticed something had been up with Blake, she was cool when they were together, but when Zawisza was there and she thought no one was looking, Blake seemed sad, distant like when they first met. Whatever it was bothering the young faunus, she discarded her issue walking into the train.

"I don't understand how you deal with that woman," Weiss announced as Ruby walked toward her. She huffed and puffed all about Yang, but she didn't mean it. She would risk life and limb for Yang even if she would pretend it was all on accident. That was enough for Ruby.

"She likes you too Weiss," Ruby whispered with a smile, reaching out to grasp Weiss' hand. Her girlfriend had grown a lot, long ago she would have smacked the hand aside and shake her head in denial. Weiss still shook her head, but reached out and met Ruby's hand, letting the fingers lace each other. Ruby smiled and blush, Weiss groaned, but a small crack on the top of her countenance marked a hidden smile.

"Weiss, Ruby." Mrs. Schnee made Weiss panic just a little and let go of Ruby's hand. It was forgivable and understandable. They hadn't made it completely out of the blizzard yet. Still Ruby had a feeling Mrs. Schnee wasn't totally opposed, she was nice to Ruby. Mom had always told her, assume the best from people and they will usually return it tenfold. "I'm glad to meet you Ruby, feel free to come back whenever you wish. If Mr. Schnee is fine with Beacon he'll be fine here. Weiss, come home again, I miss you dear. Don't forget us."

"He makes it difficult to forget." Weiss tried giving a glare enough for her father to feel it, but it was just her short dainty mother in her long white skirt with thinning golden hair to looking sweetly back. "I'll miss you too mother." Ruby could tell she meant it, made her mother smile too, though Weiss never stopped looking serious.

"Enjoy school." That was all she had to say, but it was enough Ruby thought. Weiss went inside and Ruby felt a big relief when the doors shut behind them. The sudden jerk of motion doubled it. This peace was almost taken away and now they were going home. It wasn't over completely yet. The train car was branded on ever seat with Schnee emblems with white couches and bar all set up. Zawizsa joined them too, perhaps ready to take them all back, but he just pulled some snacks and drinks out. Everyone else seemed back to normal too, piled around a bench on white sofas, cards laid out for them. It was so close, so almost out that it almost made Ruby nervous, but whenever the red head was stuck between nervous and excited she chose the gentler option. Sitting down with everyone at the table, right between Weiss and Yang, opting to sit closer to the almost stolen treasure, it was their final victory lap.

The ride went on like that for a while, idle chit chat and fun games of cards. Blake eventually found herself more comfortable with a book stretched along the white leather couch farther away, that inspired Yang to go after her. Couldn't stand to let Blake have a bit of peace, Yang was an awesome oaf like that. Weiss seemed exhausted; both of them did really, not much to say between them and in time she just slept. Ruby had never seen Weiss just nap soundlessly like that before, the hard serious expression still heavy on her face, a pretty scar making her seem more unreal. Ruby forgot how intangible she seemed sometimes, the way she always seemed before Ruby could touch her freely. It inspired Ruby to poke her smooth cheek, just a little not to wake her. A little indulgence for the day.

"When she's tired like this, you have to look out for her. Poor madam over works herself." Zawisza didn't really seem all that focused on the girls, the older knight with his clean coat and slicked hair more often stood staring out the train windows. He seemed like a butler more than a knight most of the ride, serving drinks and snacks to rest of the team, but knights weren't off fighting wars anymore. As they entered Forever Falls he watched the trees, ignoring them for the most part, well until now.

"Look out for what?" Ruby whispered not wanting to wake a sleeping Weiss, despite Yang and Blake's shenanigans in the corner being somewhat noisy. He shrugged at this clicking his tongue in irritation.

"Whoever needs looking out for? Schnees are better at making enemies than friends. Want to keep her for long better be her guard," Zawisza answered, stretched himself out giving a tired yawn as he did. Outside the castle he seemed to ease up, become more lax. What he said did make Ruby nervous. She would always protect Weiss from anything, even before they were together. Weiss was still her partner, protection went without saying.

"You mean the White Fang?" Ruby asked. She didn't like it, the stuff between the Schnee and White Fang. Blake said they were just confused and misguided and Ruby believed in Blake, but the Schnees weren't bad either, maybe a little mean, but Weiss and her mom were good people. Ruby wanted to be a hero; fights between innocent people were not her mug of milk.

"The obvious one, but others as well. Just keep an eye on her." Zawisza looked back, only for a moment and the look in his dark eyes was unnerving. He always seemed like a clown to Ruby, a big joke. This time he seemed at unease, serious. Ruby didn't respond and he just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Returning to his normal self, Zawisza leisurely strolled his way towards the outer cars pulling the attention of the others.

"Where are you going?" Blake asked, turning away from Yang who was trying to play rousing game of 'steal Blake's bow while she reads.' It gave Zawisza a pause, by the door just a step from the next train car, stopping just for a moment.

"Hey Black Cat, what side would your friends attack from?" Zawisza asked with a laugh. It made Ruby swallow a rock, fear creeping up on her from a line like that. Yang starred with loaded fury at him. Blake was the only one that seemed not quite angry, a little nervous when Ruby looked at her, but quickly rolled her eyes and returned to her normal confident self.

"That's a little racist. Not all faunus are involved in that sor-" Blake started, but never finished Zawisza looked back with a smile and a wink. For some reason that was enough to make Blake stop. Ruby didn't like that.

"Whichever has a higher tree line. It's what a huntress would do," Blake answered with an indignant glare. She was never the type to just take that sort of rudeness and Ruby was happy to see her stand up for herself. The accusation however still hung, Blake's history with the White Fang was something of a secret, one the team meant to keep. Whatever happened in the past wasn't important they were RWBY now, and Blake was an good person in the world of today. Everything else didn't matter.

"You guard in here then, I'll be watching up top. Call me if you need me Miss Belladonna, I'll come running.." The old knight disappeared after that off onto the other train cars. There was a stillness as he left. No one really knew what to say, Ruby sure didn't know what. That never stopped Yang though.

"Does he know?!" Ruby did find it kind of funny how Yang could shout and whisper all at the same time. She was really concerned and looked it, though Blake waved her off, sitting herself down on the same white leather couches as before, lifting up to book to read in peace again.

"Relax, he's just being a racist. You would be surprised how often that happens," Blake replied, flipping the pages of her book with a sullen expression, monotone voice and the demeanor of a loner. It was her natural state of being. For someone being basically called a terrorist, Blake kept her senses. She always did which Ruby admired. She was just really cool just all around in a way Ruby envied in a very innocent way.

"If he says something like that I'm going to knock his teeth out, these people are crazy!" Yang shouted, eyes glazed a slight red as she sat down beside Blake, the fumes of her frustration almost visible. Ruby began to feel that irritable sense of dread she had grown close to during her time at Castle White. They were so close and all of a sudden fighting again.

"I'm sorry Blake, I know that was mean, but were almost home!" Ruby pleaded to both of them, standing up from her seat. Forever Falls would clear soon and not just a day's walk away would be Beacon. It was nearer every moment and with each inch closer the anxiety in Ruby grew by that same inch.

"No shouting you two, after all you'll wake the princess." Blake announced with a flip of a page and a wry smile to the sleeping girl. The silver heiress was annoyed by the noise reached out for her partner, unusually sweet in her sleep. She missed Ruby entirely, grasping only her cloak and pulling it close. Maybe she just wanted to be warmer the sleeping girl was a little cold, maybe she remembered the scent and wanted it back. Ruby hoped it was the latter, nice to think Weiss wanted to be close again. Nice enough for her to feel better about everything. "Go on, you earned it." Ruby blushed at that, but sat back down by her resting partner. Last stretch before they start a new three years together and Weiss just slept, clutching an old cloak with a soft expression. It was a fine way to start again.

"Ugh, I never thought I would be happy to see this filthy room." Weiss groaned aloud at it, but while stepping into their rather clean, despite her unattainable desires, dorm room she made a happy approach to the soft red velvet sheets. Not as fancy as Castle White, but Ruby thought they were more than enough. Better even. "I was just starting to get use to sleeping under something not designed to kill me. Such a shame," Weiss finished collapsing on those same sheets as daintily one could collapse below the rope held apparatus that made Ruby's bunk. The trip really took it out of Weiss, out of Ruby too, even if she hadn't let herself feel it until now.

"If it's such a shame we can ship you back," Blake joked swishing her own way into the room graceful as ever. She had a bit of baggage with her as opposed to Weiss, some she was happy to put to the corner of her room, the Blake space. Yang lacked in the same gentle nature, opting instead to throw her stuff onto her bunk bed.

"Alright so gang, tomorrow is our first day back to school and apparently Professor Goodwitch has something planned, so get ready for an early rise!" Ruby announced fulfilling her official duty as leader of team RWBY. In all this craziness she had nearly forgotten about their classes and news. Whatever Goodwitch planned for dueling class and Ports newest paper, or all that homework in history. Moments like this, short as they were, Ruby regret going to the best school in Vale, hardest work too.

"Oh hell no, I'm going out celebrating us surviving vacation! Who's coming with?" Yang tossed out her scattered clothes switching into something fresher. Of course she would want to end team RWBYs newest victory with a night out on the town. Blake gave an audible sigh, but shut her book, tossing it aside in favor of a mirror to brush her hair out just a little. She didn't need to say it, but Yang had her partner in crime right behind her.

"Go commit your barbarism without me. I plan on a short rest and then review for tomorrow thank you. I can't have a hangover before class like some people," Weiss complained a little muffled by her pillow. No surprise really, she wasn't the partying type for sure, Ruby kind of preferred that honestly, something nice about not needing to worry about Weiss being off somewhere getting herself in trouble. Ruby lost in thought didn't even notice Yang bolt through the door and barely caught Blake on the way out the flash of her bow a last warning.

"Wait! What about m-" Ruby started not sure what to do with herself, but a before she could even finish the question Blake popped her head back in, reaching out and putting a raised finger to Ruby's face.

"Don't you have a better thing to do with your time." Blake added on a point of the finger over to the silver girl, her sprawling form on the bed alone. Face shaded in crimson Ruby tried to argue, but a shut door cut that avenue for retreat. Without any more options, the huntress decided to be a little bold.

"Ruby?" Weiss began to ask before the girl in question fell on right on top of her laughing as she landed on soft blankets and Weiss' firmer body.

"How's it going over here?" Ruby asked, but got a devils glare.

"Get. Off," and so she did. Ruby instead found some space on the other side of the fairly sized twin bed. She wasn't very big so finding herself a space wasn't hard. Weiss was still glaring from her equally small fraction of the mattress. Her angry eye, scarred was pretty and didn't manage to discourage Ruby's smile. Weiss shook her head at it, but didn't look away. It was a weirdly warm idea, but it was nice to know Weiss would just look at her sometimes.

"We made it." Ruby didn't have must really to say, what else could be said. They were back at Beacon, everything that wasn't open before was open now. The old rules of hiding and panic gone, instead it was just a chill spring day the two of them together in the dorm.

"For now, it is surprising that we did. I need to find out why though. This, no offense, shouldn't be that easy. If my father has some scheme I will find out." Weiss was so serious, but Ruby didn't much care. Whatever schemes she would find a way out, maybe he just had a change of heart. Well if Weiss wanted to find it out, they could do it together another time. The job now was to relax.

"No more needing to hide, wonder what Nora will say? I think we're kind of a cute couple," Ruby admitted making no attempt to hide that she didn't plan to keep this a secret any longer. Friends were not meant to be lied to, RWBY and JNPR, comrades all. No need for tricks. Weiss looked to argue, but paused.

"I suppose...there would be no reason for keeping this a secret anymore…" Her pale cheeks turned a really cute shade of pink, one that Ruby wanted to see more of. Reaching out the crimson huntress undid Weiss' ponytail, letting the long strains of silver flow wildly. It was fine silver, Ruby loved to run her fingers through it, made all the better to see Weiss awkwardly turn red from it pressing her pouting cheeks into the pillows. Simple pleasures.

"I like that, no more secrets, a new start." Ruby giggled realizing something though, most people probably already figured it out. This changed nothing really, but kind of changed everything. Whatever, Ruby didn't want to think too much more on it. "I'm a really bad liar anyways."

*** Wow! First arc is complete! Next story arc starts next chapter, the chapters which I think will start being closer to like, bi-monthly, so once every other week. Summer courses just started for me, 'cus I'm physics minor and it's going to be rough, but never fret, MV is going to keep going! :D

Hope you liked this chapter and like them more as we go on, leave a review to let me know what you think and feel free to spread it around if you think someone might enjoy MV. Also got a new White Rose project called Choice out, check it out if you have the time! :D

Oh and as always thanks to A-rav for edits and I'm glad he's feeling better!