[ Weiss is starting to get frustrated with him, and it shows even if she's grown up quite a bit. Her fists are balled up, her eyes are narrowed, and she's absolutely taking a tone with him. ]
With all due respect sir, you've informed me that you were hiding something where we lived, ate, and slept. My team had multiple run-ins with the enemy that caused this and we had no chance at preparing for anything like what actually happened, training as huntresses or not, because you decided we didn't need those details. Penny's death could've been avoided if her identity as mechanical had been recognized before her and Pyrrha's match.
[ Weiss backed up, moving back to her desk and resting a hand on it, trying to calm herself as she speaks. Remain mature, don't get riled up, don't get emotional. ]
I'm not saying you didn't have your reasons, but your judgment about what are and aren't details that we need is not something I'm willing to stake anyone's life on right now. If there's a way to keep the Vale and Beacon archways open without it being a risk, I'd prefer to do that instead of pay whatever price it's going to cost to close them. Dust likely won't work without those subarchways around and I've already paid to get one open to help protect this place from the soul-sucking monsters that are being kept out by the barrier. I can't afford to close two and open another safer area, especially when I have no idea what is or isn't safe because of people like you who decide we don't need to know what world-ending goals the enemies you've practically invited into our lives have.
[ She turns back around, opening up a hand out to her side as she continues, not pausing long enough for him to get a word in edgewise- she's very good at that when she wants to be. ]
What happened may not be your fault, but us not being prepared for it? I guess we just didn't need to know that we weren't going to graduate, that we weren't going to see some of our friends again, that we were just fooling ourselves when we thought we were ready, or that our teams wouldn't even make it through the end of school without us being torn apart by death, fear, injury, or separation.
[ Her expression saddens slightly, then softens. ]
All I'm asking is that you help me make the right decision here without losing myself for it if there's another way around it.
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With all due respect sir, you've informed me that you were hiding something where we lived, ate, and slept. My team had multiple run-ins with the enemy that caused this and we had no chance at preparing for anything like what actually happened, training as huntresses or not, because you decided we didn't need those details. Penny's death could've been avoided if her identity as mechanical had been recognized before her and Pyrrha's match.
[ Weiss backed up, moving back to her desk and resting a hand on it, trying to calm herself as she speaks. Remain mature, don't get riled up, don't get emotional. ]
I'm not saying you didn't have your reasons, but your judgment about what are and aren't details that we need is not something I'm willing to stake anyone's life on right now. If there's a way to keep the Vale and Beacon archways open without it being a risk, I'd prefer to do that instead of pay whatever price it's going to cost to close them. Dust likely won't work without those subarchways around and I've already paid to get one open to help protect this place from the soul-sucking monsters that are being kept out by the barrier. I can't afford to close two and open another safer area, especially when I have no idea what is or isn't safe because of people like you who decide we don't need to know what world-ending goals the enemies you've practically invited into our lives have.
[ She turns back around, opening up a hand out to her side as she continues, not pausing long enough for him to get a word in edgewise- she's very good at that when she wants to be. ]
What happened may not be your fault, but us not being prepared for it? I guess we just didn't need to know that we weren't going to graduate, that we weren't going to see some of our friends again, that we were just fooling ourselves when we thought we were ready, or that our teams wouldn't even make it through the end of school without us being torn apart by death, fear, injury, or separation.
[ Her expression saddens slightly, then softens. ]
All I'm asking is that you help me make the right decision here without losing myself for it if there's another way around it.