[It's because Break is someone who can make just about anything sound like teasing, honestly. But his arm, when he offers it, is strong and sturdy, and the man behind it possesses years of experience in regards to guiding fine ladies around on it. He matches her pace effortlessly, his free hand covering her own in a doting and affectionate gesture that will hide any white knuckles from view, and their trip goes so smoothly and without upset that Ange may well not even remember most of it later.
Why would she, once they arrive to find Ruby doing pushups at the altar? That's the important bit, after all -- the person Break is delivering her to. But once the ceremony is done and the assembled party settles in for the day's festivities, Break subtly lingers, and Ange will frequently find a certain omen's head draped lovingly over her knee or flashes of violet amidst the throng of red and gold.
And when Ozpin makes his little speech, Break is there behind her suddenly, hand resting on the back of Ange's chair and wearing the pleasant expression of a man waiting patiently to be told to go Handle It if it suits her. Underneath all the glitter of the day, they are all utterly themselves.]
I think we can wrap here!
[It's because Break is someone who can make just about anything sound like teasing, honestly. But his arm, when he offers it, is strong and sturdy, and the man behind it possesses years of experience in regards to guiding fine ladies around on it. He matches her pace effortlessly, his free hand covering her own in a doting and affectionate gesture that will hide any white knuckles from view, and their trip goes so smoothly and without upset that Ange may well not even remember most of it later.
Why would she, once they arrive to find Ruby doing pushups at the altar? That's the important bit, after all -- the person Break is delivering her to. But once the ceremony is done and the assembled party settles in for the day's festivities, Break subtly lingers, and Ange will frequently find a certain omen's head draped lovingly over her knee or flashes of violet amidst the throng of red and gold.
And when Ozpin makes his little speech, Break is there behind her suddenly, hand resting on the back of Ange's chair and wearing the pleasant expression of a man waiting patiently to be told to go Handle It if it suits her. Underneath all the glitter of the day, they are all utterly themselves.]