A Beacon of Hope in a Castle of Ice.

From boiling point to absolute zero.

Pov: Ruby Rose.

      "Ruby, listen to me. I'm not mad. I am as calm as can be, and just want you to explain what happened earlier. It was weird, but I am sure you have a completely rational explanation. I know I can be hard to deal with at times, but with a little breathing space I am back to maintaining my calm demeanor. So if you could listen to me for just a moment. I would like to-"

       Weiss is being extremely polite for some reason. It's scary and awkward. She's talking right now, but my mind is so scattered, I can't pay attention. Yang left the room not even half a minute ago and here I am with Weiss trying to find out about the situation from nearly an hour ago. I figured if Yang saw me rushing to follow her, then she'd decide to wait, but she's so stupid at times. Weiss is such a sneaky opportunist too. I've told Yang this before. She promised she would have my back for another week, but yet again my sister decides to screw with my hopes.

       "-and with that said, I apologize for my spontaneous rage, along with the several insults I directed to your barbaric brawler of a sister." Wow, Weiss has been talking this entire time? She must really feel bad for earlier, but she shouldn't. If that alarm clock didn't go off, who knows what would have happened? Well, I know who wouldn't have known.
"It's fine, Weiss. You don't need to apologize. I was in the wrong," I look down, letting out a loud sigh, mumbling the last two words under my breath "as usual." I walk into the bathroom, fixing the collar of my shirt and making sure my cape is clipped to the uniform properly.
Everything looks A-okay. Now, all I need to do is get out the door. I look up from the reflection of my collar, to my silver eyes. Looking closely I see a glisten trail from the outer corner of each eye and down my cheek. Somewhere along the way the glisten changes to a chalky-white and stains my cheek.
When was I crying? Is that why Weiss is being a little careful with her words?

       "Ruby." I jump, looking over Mirror Ruby's shoulder and staring into the crystal blue eyes of Mirror Weiss. "It takes two to converse, Ruby Rose. I am trying to apologize, explain my standpoint on the situation, and reach a peaceful resolve before your sister eviscerates me, and my partner remains upset at me for a faulty miscommunication between the two of us."

       Why does Weiss need to use such fancy words?, I think to myself. I hate it when she talks with such complexity, but it has gotten to the point that I understand her without a problem, despite not knowing half of the words she uses.

       "Okay, Weiss. Look, you don't need to apologize. We already covered that. We already reached a peaceful resolve. Yang isn't going to evaporate you, or whatever it is that word you said was, and I am not upset at you. I'm just upset." I look at the reflection, seeing more tears swell up in my eyes, and Weiss approaching me from behind.

       "Stay back Weiss, please. You just don't understand. I'm not upset because I hate you. I'm upset because I love you!" I can feel Weiss' arms slide around my hips and rest on my torso. She pulls me against her, resting her chin on top of my head. She is in her high heels, and I am barefoot, making our slight size difference a bit larger than it already is. She slides a hand into one of my pockets, pulling out a small pack of tissue. How did she know that was in there?

       "It would be just like you to not touch the pack of tissue I gave you to clean your hands of chocolate since you eat cookies all day long." Well, that explains how she knew. I see her pale digits reach up with a folded piece of paper from the mirror's reflection and proceed to wipe away my two streaks of tears, leaving just the white trails of salt on my cheeks.
"You need to pick yourself up, Ruby Rose. You're clumsy, careless, childish, rambunctious, and as obnoxious as your sister. Your sugar diet is unbearable. You refuse to see the death threat your bed imposes on me. Your table manners are the equivalent of Sun's. And you are without a doubt the world's largest dolt." I listen to the barrage of insults, letting out a sigh as Weiss yet again rubs it in that I am a failure as a huntress, and as a person. What I don't get is why she's being so soft with her words when all she does is throwing insult after insult my way?