"I think we've got almost the last of them," Neptune said.

"These things don't have a queen, right?" Wally said.

"They're...not bees..." Weiss said.

"Neither was that thing you summoned!" Wally defended himself. [True...why would a Grimm colony have a queen? They don't reproduce--that's what the queen is for. Questions the show doesn't think about.]

"There's some more on our tail still." Yang was looking out the back, since she couldn't do much else. "They're getting behind the jets... Are they just going to follow us?"

"Yes," Theo said. "But I have bombs."

"What is wrong with you?" Wally asked.

"I call it being prepared," Theo said. "Uncle always said you never know when you're going to need something."

"Profound." Weiss rolled her eyes.

"They're coming closer," Yang said. "They're flying towards the jets themselves."

"What?" Theo looked. "But Grimm aren't smart enough to--"

"I think that goes out the window when Salem is controlling them," Jaune said.

One of the Dipteras hurled itself into the jets... Now, granted, since it evaporated almost immediately, that didn't do that much damage.

However, it did make the jet clog for a few seconds, and that made the ship lose balance and tilt to one side wildly.

People flew out of their seats who hadn't buckled in like they should have, and the students slid, unless they were fast enough to brace themselves.

"Ah!" Sun shot towards the open door on the other side.

Blake tossed her grapple at him, and he caught it in time to dangle halfway out of the doorway.

"Whoa--" Wally hit the wall just barely.

Shine grabbed the top door.

Raven and Winter both pitched from where they were standing and crashed into Qrow, who lost his footing.

Raven hit the window after that and saw the treetops below.

The other two both got stuck between the seats instead.

"Ow," Qrow said. "What did that d--- thing do?"

"I think it blew itself up..." Winter struggled to get back to her feet.

Another one of the Dipteras did the same thing, and the ship swerved again.

This time the pilot managed to shut the doors.

Blake, now on what was the roof of the plane, struggled to pull Sun back in.

"Help!" she said. She couldn't get enough momentum.

Weiss finally made a glyph and shot Sun back in. He hit the floor-turned-ceiling.

"Thanks!" he called, groaning.

The doors shut before anyone else could fall out.

"What are they doing?" Vara anchored herself against the chair she was by, holding herself up with her magic. "If they keep shoving us over we're going to crash."

"They're trying to drive out the only people who can fly!" Shine called.

"Oh, is that all?" Vara said sarcastically.

Winter peeled herself off the ceiling-now-floor.

"I should have made a glyph," she said.

Qrow, in bird form, cawed.

"Why can't he talk?" Tai wondered.

Most of the passengers were strapped in now but some had been thrown around.

"See, this is why you wear seatbelts," Wally said.

Shine had stuck her sword into the plane and was hanging on by it.

"They're going to do it again," she warned.

And they did.p;;;;l

Now 3/4 of the way to the other side, the plane slammed the students into the other wall.

The problem was they were also losing altitude.

"How many more of those things are left?" Theo cried, hanging onto the other side.

Yang pulled herself to the back window by her strength. "I see three," she said.

"Is that enough time for us to crash?" Neptune asked.

"I'd say so," Theo said.

The pilot was trying to get them back up, but the things did it again

Instead of leveling out, it just tilted, this time at a slighter angle.

Qrow turned human again, tired at the effort of using magic, and slammed into Winter, who'd stuck her sword into the floor now and was using gravity to keep herself there.

"A ship this size should have some kind of defense against Grimm on its tail!" she yelled at the pilot.

"Lady, I've never flown one of these before!" the pilot said.

"What?" Weiss cried.

"Schnee," Vara said, "hold me steady--or one of you. I think I can fry the rest of those little pests."

Winter had to let go of her own glyph in order to do it, but she made one appear under Vara.

Vara planted her feet, and her eyes lit up again.

Clouds formed over the ship, and wind began to push it upward and back at the Dipteras.

The pilot finally got it moving more steady again.

Winter began to feel the strain.

"I can't...hold it..." Her Aura started to drain.

"I need a few more seconds to get this right!" Vara said. "Or I could fry the ship instead. I have to feel it."

"I've got it." Weiss planted her feet and made a glyph.

Winter let go and fell over.

Vara yelled like she was straining, and a whirlwind swallowed the last few Dipteras up into a miniature cyclone, then lightning fired at them from the outside.

Yang gaped.

The few people who could see it, also gaped.

"YES!" Theo said.

The clouds cleared, and Vara, now in pain, fell to her knees and winced.

The plane straightened out finally.

Most of them slumped to the floor.

Winter fell forward, and Qrow landed on top of her again.

"Hi," he said, pushing himself up.

"Oh, how fortuitous for you," Raven said. Her foot was jammed under one of the seats. "Can someone help me? I seem to be pinned."

Tai pulled her free.

"Well, that was exciting." He rubbed his head. "Ow..."

"I have to say--" Wally got up. "--that whole experience was really annoying. You could say that we were really being swarmed with trouble."

"Oh no..." Weiss said.

"Yeah, I have to say, that really bugged me," Yang said, with an impish grin.

 "Stop," Blake said.

"I know how we could have stopped those things," Shine said. "We should have called the SWAT team."

"We are the SWAT team," Wally said.

"I will roast both of you alive!" Vara said.

"Ah, come on, Var," Wally said. "They came for this ship like a moth to flame."

"AH!" she cried in frustration.

"Hey, Mr. West," Neptune said, "I think your sense of humor isn't going to fly with this team."

"Oh!" Wally gave him a guns up. "That was good."

"Can someone just hit me real hard?" Vara asked. "Actually scratch that, real lightly."

"Pyrrha, that was way cool what you did," Ruby cheered for her. "You just made your spear go like that!" She waved her hands. "You have to do that again."

"I'm really starting to question my limited range before," Pyrrha said. "I always was one for close combat, but my Semblance gives me all this potential for distance."

"Wow, with your skills already that'll make you almost unstoppable," Nora said...and then realized that was a poor choice of words.

Pyrrha brushed it off as well as she could, but she didn't like that Cinder gave her a look there.

She turned away and sat down slowly. 

"Winter, are you okay?" Weiss came up to her.

"Yes..." Winter sighed. "Just tired..."

Weiss helped her up. "Is it what...she did?"

"Yes...but it's nothing to worry about," Winter brushed it aside. "It just...seems like my Aura is taking longer to recover than usual...and is depleting faster...but that's not entirely unheard of... I'm sure by tomorrow it'll be normal."

"You don't have that good stamina to begin with." Raven rubbed her ankle. "Do you? Schnees never do."

Winter could have pointed out that Raven was doing even worse, but chose not too.

"Uncle Qrow, are you all right?" Ruby turned toward him.

"Oh, just my pride..." Qrow made little of it--though the fact that he was still so weak was bothering him also. How narrow a shave had he had?

"None of you were supposed to fight," Tai began to scold them. "Winter, you're going to delay your recovery if you use your Semblance like that. You could have let the rest of us handle it."

"Oh, buzz off, Tai," Raven said.

"I'm saying we need to be more cautious," Tai said. "I mean, we hardly know what effects those expenses had long term. It sounded horrible, having your Aura drained out of you--"

Winter recalled the feeling... She gripped the seat behind her.

Raven winced visibly. "Shut up, Tai!" she growled.

"Tai, you're not helping," Qrow said.

Tai frowned at him, like that wasn't the first time he'd heard those lines.

"Fine," he said.

He walked away to check on Yang.

"Is he always like that?" Weiss asked.

"Unhelpful?" Raven said. "Yes."

"Tai is...a blunt kind of guy." Qrow always had more leniency for him than Raven, for whatever reason. "He doesn't mean to step on anyone's toes so much as that's just how he is. But some things just shouldn't be said."

"He's an ass," Raven said.

"I'm not the one who dated him," Qrow said.

Raven frowned.

Ruby choked on a laugh. Then she said, "You'd be lucky to date my dad. He's pretty cool...I mean, for a dad."

How nice...a daughter who actually liked her father. Winter thought to herself bitterly.

She rubbed her head.

"You should sit down," Weiss said, concerned. "I think you're still sick..."

"I'm all right." Winter sat down anyway. "Just tired of feeling weak. One thing after another in Vacuo always seemed to leave us feeling powerless--" She stopped. Why had she said that?

Dang it, her Aura was still messing with her emotions. She never complained.

But Weiss just nodded. "I felt like that too...but you're not weak. None of us are. It was just..."

"We were outmatched," Raven said dully. "We might as well all face that."

"Raven..." Qrow warned.

"Oh, you know it as well as I do, Qrow--you're just trying to be the optimist, as usual," Raven said.

"Out of the two of you, he's the optimist?" Weiss said.

Raven shot her a look.

"Actually that checks out," Weiss admitted.

"Soo," Ruby changed the subject, "are we almost to Mistral?"

"It'll be another hour maybe," Qrow said, "if that didn't slow us down too much."

"Do you think there's any hope of us getting dinner when we arrive?" Weiss wondered.

"You want to eat after that?" Jaune said. "I thought I was going to be sick."

"Don't stand too close to us." Yang held up her hands.

"Oh, very funny!" Jaune said.

"Actually you seem to be handling that better," Pyrrha said.

"Yeah, a lot of mind over matter," Jaune said. "And calming stuff...it seems to work."

"Are you all right?" Shine asked Cinder.

"What?" Cinder said.

"Well, you looked a little nervous before," Shine said. "But they didn't get you, right?"

"What do you care?" Cinder spat at her. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Not really... Do you think I want to see people get eaten?" Shine replied oddly. 

"Piss off," Cinder said.

"You're wasting your time," Watts said to Shine. "She's incapable of appreciating any iota of decency."

"I guess you really are alike then," Shine shot back. "And did I ask for your input?"

"You're pretty rude, you know that?" Theo said to her, leaning on the wall. "You sound like one of them. I kind of dig it."

"Theo, leave me alone," Shine said. "Why don't you go look after Vara? She seems to need it."

"Well, there's this new thing called letting her have her space," Theo said. "I feel like I might have pushed her a little too hard before."

"No, you think?" Wally said.

"Theo, go." Shine pointed.

"You think you can just boss me around?" Theo said.

"Uh...yes," Shine said, with a raised eyebrow.

Theo stared at her, then he chuckled. "You really are nuts."

He walked away.

"I guess his quirk is liking strong women..." Watts said. "Well, isn't that a shock." 

* * *

The next hour ticked by at a snail's pace after that.

Torchwick and Neo played  cards on the floor, with some of team SNNN.

"I don't think it's fair for her to use other people as her poker face," Neptune complained about Neo's cheating.

"You're just a sore loser," Roman said.

"So, Cinder," Shine said, addressing her yet again, "since we're at a lull, let's talk."

"No," Cinder said.

"I've been meaning to ask you," Shine said, "you always get so crazy about those Maiden powers. Why? Why do you want them so badly?"

"I just want power," Cinder said.

"Is that all?"

"Yes."

"That is pathetic," Shine said.

"Shut up," Cinder snapped.

"But why them specifically?" Shine asked.

"Because they're the ultimate," Cinder said. "I don't really care, I just want power. What's it to you?"

"You always say they're yours," Shine said. "Why are you entitled to them?"

"Because I can get them--didn't we go over this already?" Cinder said. "And I am worthy--" With a glance at Watts. "--because I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

"Even this?" Shine glanced around.

"Yes." Cinder's eye darkened.

"Interesting."

She then was silent for a long time.

"Why?" Cinder finally couldn't stand it any longer.

"I don't see the appeal," Shine said.

"You say that," Cinder said suddenly, "but I bet you want power... How did you learn how to stop Grimm like that? Why do they obey you?"

"Finally noticed that, did you?" Watts was leaning back.

"Arthur, stay out of this conversation," Shine said.

"Then have it somewhere else," he said.

"There is nowhere else!" Cinder said.

"He was being facetious," Shine said. "But to answer you, Cinder, I never particularly wanted power. I suppose it's nice and all, if you need it, but I didn't wake up one day and set out to get power. Power corrupts...but even if it didn't, power is just weakness in another form for most people."

Cinder scowled. "You mean the Silver Eyes?"

"No," Shine said. "But every power has its opposite. But I meant even just the ones of our nature."

"This raises the question, Likstar," Watts interrupted again, "all that prattle you were saying earlier sounded overly optimistic to me, but then you say things like that and you sound like the biggest pessimist in the world. So which is it? Do you see the best in humanity or do you see them as what they are, sniveling cowards who lack vision?"

"Well, I'm glad you're coming to terms with yourself," Shine said, so savagely that even Cinder almost wanted to laugh at the look on Watts' face.

Shine shrugged then. "I'm not an optimist or a pessimist. I consider myself realistic. I don't believe in humanity, if by that you mean I think we can achieve a perfect or even an Utopian existence. Where there is humanity, there is always strife and anger and hate and competition over stupid things. I include myself in that. But nor do I condemn humanity. The main thing is to know what can save it and to spend all our time working for that."

"And what do you have to show for that?" Watts asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Shine said.

"I would, actually," Watts said.

"Sorry, Arthur, but I only tell that to people I trust." Shine was crushing. "But if I'm satisfied with the results, then surely you have no reason to complain. What does it matter to you?"

"Because you're an enigma," Watts said. "Your partner, I get... He's...simpler. Fits in right with the hero types. But you're a bit too pragmatic and, may I say, cunning, to fit that mold. Yet you seem to lack the intent to kill and conquer that I would expect in someone with your skills. You're wasted potential."

"By whose standard?" Shine said.

"Mine," Watts said.

"Then I'm doing all right," Shine said.

Watts looked offended again.

"You tell him," Wally agreed. "Screw his standards anyway. I'd rather help people, because if you have power, you should use it for other people."

Cinder did laugh then--mockingly.

"Are you mad?" she said. "Power is to rule others with. It's to separate the weak from the strong."

"And what purpose is there in doing that?" Shine asked her.

Cinder had no answer.

"Well then, what of you?" Watts said. "If you saved humanity, what would it look like? They just live their mediocre lives?"

"You're a fool, Arthur," Shine said, offhandedly. "You imagine that ordinary lives are worthless because they are commonplace. But they are much freer than yours. You think that the common man is a dreg of society because he does not have any high calling such as yourself. But every man has the highest calling of all, the one God put on us, to simply live as what we are and to take care of this world that He gave us. The best we can. And so in that way, every man on the street who contributes at all to the health of this planet or to its people is successful more than you are. It is people like you who struggle to get to the top and crush everyone else on the way who are the biggest failures of all. On top of that, the common man is free to love, and to enjoy things, and to have his own thoughts about them, while someone who does what you do is just a glorified dog. If you think for yourself, you die. And instead of using your talents freely, you must use them for your mistress. I think I'm much more free than you have ever been. I also don't feel the need to get approval from people who didn't even deserve the position they had, so I am more confident than you are. On top of which, I don't need to take power from other people--" With a look at Cinder. "--because my power was given to me, simply because my Father takes care of us out of love and wants us to be able to do what we need to do. I didn't have to earn it. And you think less of it for that, but what has working for it ever done for you except make you bitter and hate everyone who has what you don't? With nothing of your own, you just steal other people's. I would never trade places with either of you."

She walked away from them with a scathing look.

"Dang, she's on fire today," Wally said. "Ditto, by the way--you two are sad."

He walked away also.

Cinder clenched her fist.

"Well, those two are sure something else," Watts said.

"Careful there, Arthur," Cinder said unpleasantly. "Don't be like these weak-minded fools who are just following their lead blindly."

"Even you have to be asking how they did those things," Watts said. "Not that I care what you think. But I'm surprised you're not after their power now."

"Why would I want whatever that is?" Cinder said.

"Well, if you're really interested in taking over, it might be useful for you to know more about Grimm," Watts shrugged. "But that's just my opinion..."

"Are you starting to reconsider your loyalty to Salem?" Cinder said.

"Of course not," Watts said.

It might be a lie, but he knew better than to give Cinder that kind of ammunition. "But I think you are."

Since that was true, Cinder glared at him.

"Mind your own business, " she said.

The record could show that Cinder was terrible at covering up anything.

[You know, in most characters that would be an admirable trait, but it always just annoyed me.]

* * *

The rain Vara predicted hit about 20 minutes before they were hovering over Mistral--and customs didn't want to let them land such a large craft, and Winter had to get on and talk to them.

Finally, they were able to land, and everyone began to disembark.

Jaune gave Cinder a pretty hostile look as he and Pyrrha passed her.

That hadn't been a fun conversation for Shine or Pyrrha earlier.

Jaune might have been outvoted, but he was still adamant about not wanting Cinder around.

He told them that he didn't think they should just forgive her or allow her to work with them.

Even though Shine said that she was going to separate Cinder from Pyrrha once they were in Mistral, Jaune still didn't like it.

"But, Jaune, I'm really not that bothered by it anymore." Pyrrha tried to help. "It was weird the first few times I saw her, but it just went away after that. Somehow, I realize now that there's not much to her. Anyway, she's failed twice."

"That's the thing, Pyrrha," Jaune said. "She didn't really fail the first time, just because they undid it. I don't think that's going to happen again. And I think she's going to want to kill you more now. She doesn't like it when people beat her... I don't want you in danger."

"That might have happened anyway. At least this way we'll see it coming," Pyrrha said.

"No." Jaune just shook his head. "Just...no... It's not fair."

Shine glanced at Pyrrha sadly.

"Maybe this had to happen," Pyrrha said, "to win... Isn't that more important?"

"I don't know." Jaune looked at her oddly. "I don't know if we can win completely, no matter how hard we try, but we could try to preserve each other. That's what matters to me, more than beating Salem. I guess maybe I'm just not like the rest of you--I can't just forget about my friends because of what's on the larger scale."

Pyrrha pursed her lips. "But we have to think of more than ourselves."

"I guess that's always been easier for you than for me," Jaune said.

That hurt.

He had just walked away after that.

Pyrrha had been upset.

"I didn't mean to make him think that I don't care about us," she said, "all of us. Of course I do... Am I wrong Shine? Maybe it is foolish to try to think on such a big scale."

"Neither of you are wrong exactly." Shine had sat next to her--they were in their room then, before they left. "Jaune has a point, but so do you. You have to have both. That's what makes you a good team--you tend to miss some things that are right in front of you, and Jaune can be short-sighted."

Pyrrha leaned on her hands. "The truth is, he's not all wrong... I don't know exactly how to feel about seeing someone who killed me on this team--I know she's not really a member. I understand your reasoning--I even agree with it...but..."

Shine seemed upset. 

"Pyrrha, please believe me when I say this is not something I want to do," she said. "Not to you. Not to any of you. I feel the pain she's caused you all...and you especially. If I thought there was another way to handle this, I would do it...but this was the best thing...from every angle I looked. But I also can only try to understand how it would feel. If you don't want to come with us, you don't have to."

"I'm not going to abandon the team now," Pyrrha said firmly. "Don't worry about me. I'm not really...afraid of her." She frowned at the wall. "When I saw her, I just thought of her as an enemy. I remember what she did now. I did as soon as I laid eyes on her back in Atlas. And it was horrible for that one moment. The arrow..." She pressed her chest. "...the pain, the despair as she was looking down on me and I knew I had lost the fight--"

At this point, talking about it stirred up her emotions, and she started crying.

Shine pulled her into a hug gently and patted her.

After a few minutes of this, Pyrrha resumed, with effort:

"And somehow, there's some frustration looking back on it that I thought it was a wise idea. Should I blame her more? She failed, basically, as soon as you brought me back, and yet she didn't mean to fail...but if she just failed, period, I wouldn't have felt afraid of her next time...so should I really fear her now? But I don't know if I could beat her if I had a rematch--"

"Let me stop you right there." Shine put a hand on her shoulder. "You do not need to. I mean this from the bottom of my soul, Pyrrha. You have to prove nothing. Cinder beat you by cheating anyway--it's not like it's her talent that won that fight. She has nothing to be proud of anyway, so just ignore her. If you fight her to prove a point, you will lose, I promise...but if the time comes where you need to fight her, because you are the only one who can--and I mean actually the only one, not like you just choose to go off alone again--then ask God for help. I've shown you how to resist magic and Grimm. You're getting stronger with your Semblance also... Be smarter next time, and I doubt she could beat you. But only do it if you have no choice, because she doesn't deserve your attention. You have nothing to do with her. Cinder is just an obstacle on your path. I don't want you to fear her, and I don't want you to fight her. I think it's beneath you."

Pyrrha laughed oddly. "What a strange way to look at it... But I admit, I really don't want to..."

"Well, you wonder why I don't bother fighting the villains that much?" Shine sat back.

"You think it's unnecessary?" Pyrrha said.

"That, and, honestly, violence is like the worst option," Shine said. "I'm not against it if you have no choice, but for me, and Wally, that point is like accepting we can't do anything else to help someone. That's a tragedy. It happens, but I don't enjoy it. If I were you, I would try to see Cinder less as an opponent or an enemy and more as proof that evil doesn't pay off. You're here, right? If you don't care, then soon the others will realize it doesn't matter."

"Doesn't matter?" Pyrrha said. "I don't know if I'd go that far."

"I mean that, going forward, it won't matter," Shine said. "It mattered before, a lot...but you know, loss is not the final say in life."

"I...don't know," Pyrrha said. "I suppose not in your way it's not..."

"Well, who knows?" Shine mused. "In this life, it's not like the next one..."

"You never get sad?" Pyrrha wondered.

Shine went very quiet. Pyrrha wondered if she'd gone too far.

"I shouldn't have said that," she said.

"I know I can seem a bit flippant," Shine said, somberly. "It's kind of the style I developed to deal with stress--if one stops to think about how heavy the consequences of our actions can be, one could become too afraid to do anything. The thing about life is that it's fragile like glass, as Chesterton put it. You can shatter everything by one wrong move--and yet glass lasts for decades--forever, even, if you do not hit it. That's life. It goes on until something goes wrong. But the thing is, we have to live on the edge of the wire, really, because not trying is a bigger risk than trying. If you lay still, you will die eventually. If you keep active, you may live to be 100. That's the reason I don't dwell on things like potential loss. But I do get sad. Sometimes more so than you'd think, Pyrrha. You've had to lose things for a short time, but I've had losses I know will never be returned, until the next life."

Pyrrha mentally reproached herself for forgetting this.

"I'm so sorry," she said, with real remorse. "I forgot that--you don't act like it's changed you at all."

"I suppose I am adopting Wally's habit of trying not to think too hard about it," Shine mused. "I hadn't noticed, but after all, he did help me through the loss of before. It does make me sad at times--but I wouldn't say I'm unhappy. I think feeling sadness doesn't mean you are not happy--rather, feeling the right kind of sadness is proof that you are happy, because true happiness is not undone by one moment of sadness. That's how I see it. But you know, I felt it when you died also."

"It's strange that you didn't know us back then," Pyrrha said.

"Perhaps not, but have you ever looked at someone and just knew that you understood them?" Shine asked.

"Yes," Pyrrha nodded.

"It's like that for me." Shine gestured around. "There are people you can connect with before you ever meet in person. I did care. What pissed me off most about Cinder is her flippant attitude toward that pain...however, at the same time, she is a person also. I'm not allowed to play favorites, you know. It wouldn't be right for us to do so. If we let that cloud our judgement, we'll miss something. It's easier for me to sympathize with you than with Cinder, but that may be why it's more important for me to try with her. And you, I have every confidence, will still stay on track without my help. But the people who have very few good things to speak of, they need us the most. It's ironic, isn't it? The people we have the most in common with are not always the ones we can help the most, because it's just that--they don't need us. They already have it. But don't think that means I don't love you. I do."

"I'm...I'm not questioning that." Pyrrha wanted to kick herself. "I know you love us. I... It's just...at times, I don't know how you and Wally do what you do and don't stumble over things like we do."

"We do," Shine shrugged. "But perhaps to you it doesn't look like it, praise the Lord for that. We wouldn't inspire confidence otherwise. But, Pyrrha, don't people assume the same about you?"

"Huh..." Pyrrha said oddly. "How did that not occur to me before you said it?"

Shine shrugged.

"I feel stupid now," Pyrrha said. "Of course you two are caring people. You think I would know..."

"Sometimes we're so used to being the only one who feels that way that we miss it when someone else has, but Wally could tell you all about the pedestal treatment he gets at home." Shine shrugged. "But don't worry about it. It's flattering in a way that we seem so put together...but I hope I've answered your question."

"What will you do then?" Pyrrha said more seriously. "If you don't even like Cinder, and you're worried about us, how will you handle her?"

"By the grace of God," Shine said. "Which will just mean I will only know at the moment He gives it to me--usually right when the problem happens. He's kind of unpredictable like that."

That would explain a lot about her teaching style...

"Jaune will be okay," Pyrrha said, "I'm sure. He'll understand in time. I know he doesn't really mean to doubt, he just...he feels responsible for everyone. Which is really sweet."

"But it's dangerous sometimes," Shine warned her. "He's only one man. No one can carry everyone else. I hate to say it, but if this demonstrates that, maybe it's necessary...but he'd have to want to learn it."

Pyrrha thought of that as they were getting off the ship in Mistral.