[ Corny, cheesy, gross... Weiss can go on and on, but all she does is roll her eyes and scoff jokingly at the whole thing.
Then he asks if they're supposed to make a promise. Because of their pinkies, is it? Weiss keeps an open mind to it all, even if she doesn't really know what the two of them would promise each other, anyway. ]
What? Like how kids would? I just wanted to hold onto you still... but. . . [ A beat, and she rolls to her side again, letting the grass brush against her legs when she moves. ] what kind of promise would we make?
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[ Corny, cheesy, gross... Weiss can go on and on, but all she does is roll her eyes and scoff jokingly at the whole thing.
Then he asks if they're supposed to make a promise. Because of their pinkies, is it? Weiss keeps an open mind to it all, even if she doesn't really know what the two of them would promise each other, anyway. ]
What? Like how kids would? I just wanted to hold onto you still... but. . . [ A beat, and she rolls to her side again, letting the grass brush against her legs when she moves. ] what kind of promise would we make?