[The floors are really great, too, and that's what Weiss focuses on. She doesn't quite register it when she gives Yang's hand a squeeze, not until her friend takes that hand away.]

I mean, it would be a little awkward if we couldn't hold a conversation without - yeah. That.

[After that, she instinctively folds her arms over herself. She's not sure if that's supposed to be defensive or comforting to her. A bit of both, maybe.

It's a long moment before she tears her eyes from the pattern of the carpet and looks up, and even then, she focuses on a point to Yang's right.]

- are you okay? Or is that a profoundly stupid question?