“I-It’s nothing, I’m okay.”
“Uh-uh, Baby sister. No way.”
☯- Yang quickly put an arm around her sister’s shoulders,pulling her along.
“That line might work on Uncle Qrow or Dad, but it’s not gonna work on me.”
☯- She wandered down the hall, pulling her sister along with her, heading in the vague direction of the kitchen.
“Now, you are going to sit in the kitchen with me and tell me what’s up while I make Mom’s special cookies to help you feel better. Sound like a plan?”













