Everything about what Ruby knows could potentially be a great help. Or it could hinder things in ways Pyrrha had no way of knowing. As it was, the scraps Ruby fed her left Pyrrha chewing on the edge of her lip, contemplative. That was the nature of destiny, it seemed.

But she could never ignore Ruby's sadness.

Reaching over, Pyrrha tried to place a hand on Ruby's shoulder.

"No, I... thank you, really," she meant it, even putting on a slight smile. "Seeing you here, Ruby - all of you, after what I did - that makes me feel better."