[ He murmurs, bereft, turning his gaze to his glass of the once inoffensive beverage.
But no. No, he won't give into despair at being consigned to 'Milk Boy', not in the face of such gallantry. He'll just have to prove to her later that there's more to him than his appreciation of a nice, tall glass of refreshing moo-juice. ]
It's Jaune, actually, and - break a leg out there! I mean, don't really break a leg. It's just a saying.
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Down the stairs.
Bouncing off of every one on the way. ]
...Milk Boy?
[ He murmurs, bereft, turning his gaze to his glass of the once inoffensive beverage.
But no. No, he won't give into despair at being consigned to 'Milk Boy', not in the face of such gallantry. He'll just have to prove to her later that there's more to him than his appreciation of a nice, tall glass of refreshing moo-juice. ]
It's Jaune, actually, and - break a leg out there! I mean, don't really break a leg. It's just a saying.