[....ah. he can't tell her. she'll hate him for sure.

jaune looks down at his drink, moving the mug in his hands, rolling it a little as he watches the liquid. he thought about what to say next carefully.]

You're way better than most people at Beacon, Weiss. I'm just lucky, that's it really. And that's no way to live, I know it. [he smiles sadly.]

I don't understand a lot, and not many people like me 'cause of that. My dad told me to be confident in myself, and mom always encouraged me to just make friends. [he shrugs.]

I think you're perfect already. I really look up to you as a Huntress.