[ Him not knowing what Grimm are is strange to her, but Pyrrha is far too reserved to indicate it. Her brow remains unmarred, expression tepid. For a brief moment, almost unsettling, she’s reminded of Jaune and the ignorance of his early days. ]
They’re the soulless creatures who linger at the edge of the world.
[ Pulling out her scroll, she thumbs along the bottom of the touchscreen until she comes to a picture of a Nevermore, which she leans over to show him. ]
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[ Him not knowing what Grimm are is strange to her, but Pyrrha is far too reserved to indicate it. Her brow remains unmarred, expression tepid. For a brief moment, almost unsettling, she’s reminded of Jaune and the ignorance of his early days. ]
They’re the soulless creatures who linger at the edge of the world.
[ Pulling out her scroll, she thumbs along the bottom of the touchscreen until she comes to a picture of a Nevermore, which she leans over to show him. ]