Her shame had one positive side effect: Weiss was faster with changing than usual. She forced her face to stop flushing pink, but it wouldnât work. When Yang asked if she was done, she didnât turn around just yet. The blonde was not allowed to see her like this, or Weiss would have to hear nasty remarks for the rest of the day for sure. âYes, I just need to... put this away...â Lord, she even sounded distracted. She folded her uniform and left it at the end of her bed, where she always left it if she had school the next day. Then, she finally looked at Yang again, making sure to keep the thought of that glorious muscular back out of her mind. The sight of Ember Celica made her realize she forgot the most important part of her gear. Pretending she didnât almost leave Myrtenaster behind, she quickly picked the weapon up and followed Yang to the door without saying another word.Â