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[flaredo]

"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"

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[heiroglyphs]

We all did everything we could. It just... [wasn't enough.]

But you're stronger than any of us. In more ways than one.

[flaredo]

... That's not true. [ Then why is she the only one here? The only one missing an arm? The only one abandoned for the umpteenth time? ]

[heiroglyphs]

Sure it is. That's why you represented us in the tournament finals, and that's why we always look to you for support when things are looking bad. The Yang I know can always smile no matter what happens.

[flaredo]

Sorry, Weiss, can you--

[ She can't smile. She can't be relied upon, when she can't even protect her teammates. And right now, frankly, she doesn't want that on her shoulders. Not now. ]

... Can you just leave me alone for a while?

[heiroglyphs]

Yang, if it's something I said--

[She knew this would happen. She's so horrible at things like this. Yang's really hurt and she can't do anything about it to make it any easier for her. Maybe she's just making this worse.]

[flaredo]

I'll talk to you later.

[ SORRY WEISS IT'S SOMETHING YOU SAID. ]

[heiroglyphs]

[She exhales slowly as she stands up. It feels like she's let her friend down somehow, but arguing the point will only make things worse.]

A-alright, Yang. Talk to you soon, okay?

[But she won't wait for an answer before she carefully closes the door behind her.]