Literally all of Beacon: So unfair.

Jaune: What is?

All of Beacon: That!

Jaune turns, seeing Pyrrha stop and smile at him, waving purely: Hello my love!

All of Beacon: See? So. Un. Fair!

Jaune, smiling and blowing a kiss back, Pyrrha catching it giggling adorkably: Yeah, I love her so damn much.

And so do we, pal. Thought I’d try some new techniques I’ve picked up on shiny surfaces and skin. Turned out really well I think!

Anyways, that’s enough Pyrrha love for five minutes at least. Okay, maybe four.