Jaune's blush doesn't hold a candle to Pyrrha's. Covering her hand with her mouth, a passerby would probably think she was just proposed to, which to Pyrrha? He might as well have. After a moment, she can't help but laugh at the positioning. At Jaune being so... Jaune. With all the strain and awkwardness, it was good to see her Jaune was still here.

For the first time since she arrived here, she feels free. Not a prison after all.

Still, she should say no. There's a lot going on she doesn't understand. There's apparently a lot they need to talk about. And she can't help but think that it would be cruel to go out with him when there's no future for them.
But maybe, just this once, she can have what she wants. She deserves some happiness before she loses everything, doesn't she? And what she wants is this lovable dork.

She smirks down at him, the slightest trace of mischief in her eye. "You, Jaune Arc, are oblivious. You're lacking in social grace, and you nearly failed history."

She gives a hard tug on his hand, forcing him off his knee and back into her arms, which she drapes around his neck. "You're also one of the most caring, pure-hearted, determined people I've ever met, and it would be my honor to go on a date with you."