Pyrrha wasn't really focused on her surroundings as she walked around her new home - or prison; she hadn't decided yet. Her thoughts were on Beacon. Was the rest of her team safe? What happened with the tournament? The Fall Maiden? What was to become of her destiny now?

She'd taken this walk to clear her head, but so far it's had the opposite effect. Still, moping around won't accomplish anything, so it's time she took a deep breath and worked on making this new life work. It's not like her team is just going to appear if she wishes hard enough for it.

And yet the one she wished for most was suddenly calling her name and sprinting towards her. "Jaune?" Unexpected, but most welcome. She couldn't help the soft smile that pulled on her lips. "Of course it's me. Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."

She's honestly not sure if they're okay, seeing how the last time she saw him she threw him into a wall, but they can cross that bridge in a minute. For the moment she's allowed herself this moment of relief.

Relief which turns into confusion as she looks at him, really looks at him. He got new armor (thank goodness) and it looked a little like he had hit a growth spurt overnight. The most puzzling part, though?

"Is that my sash?"