[Moth]

Prism nods along to Jocelyn's list, but blinks at the compliment - it earns Jocelyn another sweet smile and squeeze of her hand in a silent thank-you. Tapping her bottom lip with her straw, she thinks for a moment about her own list. "I can agree with one of those statements at least, with a slight modification - 'do no harm, but take no bullshit'," With her free hand, she makes airquotes before elaborating. "I'm not going to stand for being disrespected. Furthermore, just don't be a dick in general? Pretty simple stuff." She shrugs, before a slightly more hesitant look crosses her face.

"Fairly obviously... don't dick around about me being a faunus - though even I make bird jokes, so those are okay - don't touch my wings without permission, and well - I'm not one for talking about my past. So you'll be politely told to fuck off if you keep asking probing questions." The small faunus takes a breath, stilling herself and moving her face away from Jocelyn's gaze, unable to meet her eyes. "And well, like - anything that really triggers my PTSD. Bit useful for you to know, as like - our medic and all."

[MonsterManic]

Picking up the small square napkin, Jocelyn places it on the top of Prism's hand before covering it with her palm, using it as a medium to channel a slow but steady stream of her Semblance through. She didn't have Ice Dust to replicate what she did on their initiation, so this was the next best option. "I wouldn't dream of it, Prism--I know what Faunus have been through, and it makes me sick to my stomach. And to be on the safe side, I should call any big flying Grimm--erm--'feathered fucks' then?" she joked to divert attention from the fact that she was treading on very thin ice just by bringing that scene up again.

[Moth]

Prism lets out a slow breath as she feels the familiar reinvigorating sensation roll over her, sitting up and leaning back against the booth as she closes her eyes. She snorts all the same at the mention of Jocelyn's joke, but Prism's mostly focusing on keeping her breathing calm. "Yeah, that's probably for the best. Same goes for excessive carnage, or large amounts of fire. Nothing quite as bad as... yeah, we'll just like - move on from that topic. Yeah."

She leans forwards abruptly, sucking down the remainder of her smoothie - distracting herself with the taste. Casting another glance towards her friend, she squeezes her hand again, and murmurs almost inaudibly, "Thanks, Josie."

[MonsterManic]

Gathering up her courage, Jocelyn leaned forward and rested her forehead on Prism's, both hands clasping Prism's now to continue delivering the stream of Aura. "If you need someone to talk to, just know I will always be here to listen to you." she murmured, her eyes closed in a picture of serenity and calm. "It may be that you've toughed it out, as I'm sure you did perfectly, but you're in Beacon now. You have a team. And we're all here to help." Under her composed demeanour, however, her heart was beating quicker than normal at the sheer proximity between the two girls, sharing a booth in a corner of the room.

[Moth]

Prism blinks as Jocelyn leans in, murmuring the words under her breath. She can't help but stare for a few moments into Jocelyn's closed eyes at the selfless offer, and the sweet words - murmuring another little "Thank you" under her breath. She's just so close, there's barely a breadth's distance between you two, and you can feel her words on your lips almost, it'd just be so easy to let your eyes slip closed as well, lean up slightly to just press your lips to hers and -

"If you two are going to make out, kiiindly don't do it in my place of business, please!" The loud voice calls out from behind the counter, clearly amused - and as Melonia shatters the moment, so does Prism's courage, rapidly jerking backwards to bang her head into the glass window behind her. Prism pauses for a moment, processing the pain and what was just lost - and flushes with both embarrassment and pain, closing her eyes as one hand goes to rub at the back of her head.

[MonsterManic]

The boisterous voice and what was implied shocks Jocelyn back to her senses, and she mirrors Prism's movement of leaping backwards, breaking the Aura link and causing a stool to clatter to the floor. "W-what? No, we weren't m-making out, we were...umm...doing things..." she yelped, before realising that she simply dug herself a deeper hole by speaking and opting to do a remarkable impression of a tomato instead.

They were so close for a moment there. She could still feel the hot breath on her lips, even if she had her eyes closed. Just the simple touch of skin to skin. It would have taken but a sudden movement and what Melonia shouted would have been true. As she knelt to pick up the stool, Jocelyn found herself wanting to go back for more, to relive that moment between them, and stay there for however long they could.

[Moth]

Prism lets out a long exhale at Jocelyn's stuttered response, opting not to try to think too much about it. Reaching out and nabbing the remainder of her smoothie, Prism stands up from the booth in one smooth motion, fluffing her wings slightly before cocking her head at the door as she looks to Jocelyn, heading out of the store herself. ""Thanks Melonia, I'll make sure to come by again soon!"

As soon as she's outside, Prism lets out another sigh, before turning Jocelyn's direction. "I'm sorry about that, Melonia can be- um - kinda assumptive at times? She just probably saw us so close, thought we were - with the girls comment at the beginning and everything, just -  yeah, I - fuck, I'm literally just digging myself into a deeper hole here aren't I?" Prism finishes plaintively, an awkward smile on her face.

There's whipped cream stuck to one corner of her mouth, and more curiously, the hummingbird faunus doesn't seem to notice.

[MonsterManic]

"I'll make sure to remember this place, thanks Melonia!" Jocelyn also calls, waving goodbye as she steps out of the store, face still slightly red at the amusing comment just randomly thrown their way. "Yeah, you are." she giggled at Prism's awkwardness and apology. "Don't worry about it--oh, hold on, there's something on your mouth--" Reaching out with one slender finger, she brushed the side of Prism's mouth with a caress and removed the cream, before sticking the finger in her own mouth, savouring the taste and unintentionally acting very...alluring. "Mmm, sweet...just like you."

[Moth]

Prism can’t help but snort as Jocelyn agrees with her, the blush lessening slightly as her teammate takes it all in good humor. She stretches her wings out with a yawn, a breeze kicking up around the two as she drained the remainder of her smoothie before tossing it in a nearby trash can, prepping for the flight home -

Just before Jocelyn swipes the remaining whip cream off her lip. Prism blinks at the movement as she tries to process the gentle touch, and then blinks again as Jocelyn... tastes it off her finger. And gives her a compliment about her being sweet. Like the whip cream. That she just tasted off her?

The blush comes back full-force, turning a parrot into a hummingbird. With how her mouth moves as she tries to say something but resolutely fails, it appears she’s stopped working for a moment as she continues to stare down Jocelyn.

[MonsterManic]

"Umm, Prism? You okay?" Jocelyn asked, concern in her voice as she watched Prism's mouth drop open but nothing coming out. 'Did I say something wrong?" Nervously, she looked for symptoms of another panic attack or a breakdown, but none were showing. Perhaps it was how she acted? Again, she brought her hand up to stroke Prism's cheek, trying to garner a reaction that wasn't stunned silence.

[Moth]

At the touch, Prism visibly starts, snapping out of her revere. More hilariously as she stares up at Jocelyn, she starts to slowly fluff up. Her wings puff out slightly, everything from primary feathers to the downy ones near her shoulderblades raising up slight, making it look like her there's more mass there that in reality. The thin circlet of sleek feathers that had grown in around her neck and along her arms - she hadn't had time to pluck them lately - had done so as well, raising the slightest bit out of reflex - to even a degree, it looks like her hair gets bigger. It's frankly adorable, and as Jocelyn finishes the gentle touch, Prism can't help but notice her own peculiar response.

"I'm - I'm fine, just, liiittle more... um, not quite the type of contact I'm used to with friends?" Prism slightly blurts it - goddamnit, this was the girl she tried to kiss five minutes ago, she's either incredibly effective at flirting and knows exactly what she's doing or she's one of those people completely oblivious to their own power - and Prism can't tell which. "It's - it's not bad, just, just - different. Aaaand a little flustering. Um, sorry."

[MonsterManic]

Before her eyes, Prism seems to grow somehow, before Jocelyn realises it's the visual effect of having every single feather on Prism's body raising, however slightly. Bemused, she simply watches the oddly cute response without saying a word, letting her hand trail down Prism's cheek before slowly dropping to her side, fingertips tingling.

"Oh--wait, why are you apologising?" Jocelyn asks, both bewildered and slightly flustered herself. "Firstly, I'm the one causing this--I should be the one saying sorry. Secondly, you look absolutely adorable, so don't be." She blushes as the impact of the words dawns upon her, but it's already too late to retract them. Anyhow, it's the truth, so she saw no harm in saying it.

[Moth]

With a shake, Prism wills her feather to flatten again, trying to regain control of herself. She needs to fluff her wings a few times, but thankfully they lie flat - right before Jocelyn calls her adorable, causing them to puff up again. Goddamnit.

There's only one way a monster like Jocelyn could be stopped. With more compliments.

"You keep calling me sweet and adorable, Jocelyn have you like - seen yourself? Ever? You're genuinely one of the nicest people I've ever known, you're never afraid to lend a hand or put yourself out there for others - and that scene in the smoothie shop like 5 minutes ago proves it!" Prism's compliment is a little bloated, but as usual - once she's on a roll, the little hummingbird can't stop talking. "Not to mention you're never afraid to be uplifting, whether it's in the physical rescuing-a-teammate or just moral sense, but you still stand your ground! It's like, the best combination of absolutely selfless but self-respecting a person can have! I might be the occasional sweet but Josie, damn, you're giving everyone around you calories."

[MonsterManic]

Jocelyn flushed at the praise being heaped upon her, mind trying to work out a counterargument but being loaded with compliments as it was, it wasn't functioning like it should have. That, and the cute girl in front of her. Prism was having some effect on her, she was sure of it--she just wasn't sure how or why.

"C'mon, don't bring that scene back up," she whined like a little child, pretending to be upset. "It's embarrassing for the both of us. And awww--" she breaks down slightly at the last line, "don't say that, you provide more than enough for the both of us. Just look at you!" She gestures at Prism's feathers, which have once again lifted themselves up. "You're like an adorable little hedgehog, but with feathers instead of quills! Not prickly at all, which perfectly suits you."

[Moth]

Prism snorts as Jocelyn calls her adorable once again, the pretty blush sticking around her face noting that she probably didn't mind too much. With the comment about her wings, an idea comes to mind - she needs to up the ante if she needs to stay on top of this... competition, she doesn't quite know what it is at this point.

"Not really prickly in the slightest you'll find -  I might be skinny as hell, but I'd have a fairly soft personality, wouldn't you say?" Prism takes a step closer to Jocelyn, gently pressing her own chest against Jocelyn's with her hands behind her back, her wings extending forwards. Jocelyn would feel soft feathers slowly draw themselves up the length of her arms, before brushing lightly over bare shoulders; Prism's grin has gotten a bit clever with the fairly-intimate touch. Standing up on tiptoe, she rocks forwards, just a bit closer and she'll be able to-

And out of the corner of her eye, catches sight of Melonia giving them the stink-eye through the glass window of her shop.

Right, damnit. They were kinda in public.

She takes a step back, suddenly breaking the close contact the two women had. The breeze kicks up again, and she lets the cool wind try to calm her burning cheeks a little, before extending a hand to Jocelyn again. "C'mon, we should probably get headed back to Beacon."