Senses B2C15

It was not Weiss I looked for, however, even if I found her. The white-haired Mage was sat a short distance away, and to my surprise, alone with the person I had been looking for. Blake's long black hair fell down her back as she nodded to something Weiss said. I stepped closer, in time to hear the tail end of the conversation.

"-hope you understand," Weiss said.

"I do. Honestly, it's more than I expected – and thank you for that. You're not wrong, however. Many are just like the kind of person you described." One of Blake's ears twitched and flicked in my direction. "We're not alone. I think we should end this here."

Weiss nodded and stood up. She turned to look at me, pale eyes meeting mine for a moment before the trailed away and she stepped past me. A respectful nod in greeting was the most I received, and then she was gone.

"It's rude to eavesdrop," Blake said. She crossed her arms, the displeasure in her eyes clear. "How much of that did you hear?"