Stealth B1C11

"Well don't forget to ask her to sit with us," Ruby said, apparently not at all in a forgiving mood as she poked my ribs. Maybe it was meant to be intimidating but her face, not to mention how much it tickled, had me laughing instead.

"I won't forget," I promised, edging away from her finger. "Why don't you ask her anyway? It's not like she speaks a different language."

"I would," Ruby rolled her eyes, "If I could ever see or find her! She's an Assassin, Jaune. I can't find her, even when I'm trying."

"Really?" Sure, she was fast and quick to leave a room once class was over, but she'd never been particularly difficult to find. "I've never had any trouble spotting her." Ruby seemed to pout at that. Okay, maybe that hadn't come out as kind as I'd meant it to.

"An Assassin is seen only when they allow themselves to be seen." Pyrrha said, eyes meeting mine.