Yang tilts her head to one side as Blake begins her story. It starts off nice; a Faunus princess in the early days of Menagerie, who loved a human soldier, and one who apparently loved her in turn, and carved an emblem of that love. Something precious that he carried off with him...

...to war. A war that he never returned from. Dying alone on a distant battlefield, a name on his lips and a token of the one he loved in his hand. As Blake shows Yang the ring, and talks of how the Faunus princess died, Yang has a sudden, powerful realization as she looks at the ring, closer than ever before, really looks at it.

She's seen this ring before. She knows this ring. She's dreamed of it.

And of the one who carried it with him. A man, dying alone on a distant battlefield, with the ring, the ring Blake is showing her now, in his hand, and the name of his beloved on his last breath. The details match...perfectly.

And the dying Soldier who could have been Yang's brother.

This can't be coincidence. Can it?

"That's...incredible." She manages, keeping her smile even as her head is reeling from what Blake has just told her and what it could possibly mean. "And, I mean...it suits you. It looks like it was made for your hand." Was it?

"Do you know anything about this princess, or the soldier she loved? What their names were, how they met?" Her tone is light, but she has to know more about these two. The ring proves it's not just a story, right? Maybe this can help Yang make sense of what it all means.

What Yang is suddenly realizing she might very much want it to mean...