In a stark contrast to the previous day, Blake managed to wake up at the crack of dawn. She felt far better than she had the previous day, if nothing else because she had some sort of direction.

Before Blake could face her new friends she had to find out the truth, and that meant finding her old Faunus comrades in the White Fang. This whole mess had started because Blake didn't believe that the group she was once a part of had reduced themselves to petty crime. When she joined the White Fang it was because they stood for something worth fighting for.

On the other hand though, there was a reason she had left. So one way or another, she had to learn the truth. She needed to know if the group she'd been a part of since her childhood had any of the dignity and values she once saw.

There was only one question though… "Where to begin?" Blake muttered.

"I think breakfast is usually a good way to go." A voice rang out, causing Blake to let out a cry in surprise. It only took her a moment to realize she recognized that voice.

"Sun!" Blake exclaimed in shock, finding the boy leaning casually against the opposite side of her tree. "I… I thought…"

"You thought that you lost me? Shook me off?" Sun flashed a smile that started cocky and quickly turned sheepish. "Well you did. I lost track of you after you went around the corner. I can't say I was expecting you to just take off like that."

Blake sighed deeply at that, looking down at the ground. "Sorry. I shouldn't have taken off like that."

"Hey, no worries." Sun said gently. "You were right, I was pushing for info. That… yeah that wasn't cool of me."

"Well, you weren't being nearly as pushy as I made you out to be." Blake admitted. "You know, I really didn't think you'd come back."

"What? You thought I'd ditch you over that?" Sun waved his hands dismissively. "Please, I wouldn't just leave because you were getting upset. Heck, you being upset is the main reason I'm keeping you company, remember?"

"Sun, I-" Blake started to reply, but was abruptly cut off.

"Seriously Blake, it's fine. That's what friends are for, right?" Sun smiled softly, before wandering off. "Anyways, let's get that breakfast before you can tell me about whatever plan you're cooking up."

"I really still don't have much of an appetite…" Blake protested.

"Tea then! You don't strike me as a coffee drinker. I saw a nice looking place not far from here yesterday, just over here." Sun started jogging ahead at that, leaving Blake trailing behind with a grateful smile fighting its way onto her face.

In the end Blake was so lost in thought that she hardly touched her tea, though Sun seemed surprisingly enamored with the drink. Blake found her gaze shifting from her teacup to Sun's, as he held the cup with his tail so casually she could tell it to be a practiced motion.

Unlike before though, Sun was being almost entirely silent. Rather than talking, he was seemingly content to enjoy his drink and stare out over Vale, even getting seats on the second floor balcony of the cafe. Blake wasn't fooled for a moment; she could see his eyes drift over to her every few minutes. At this point she was fairly sure she could guess what was on Sun's mind.

He was waiting.

Sun knew that Blake had some sort of idea what to do from here, and he seemed intent on waiting until she voiced it.

The only problem was that Blake wasn't sure she wanted him to hear her plans.

This wasn't some silly apology scheme Blake was working on after all; she was about to start hunting for the White Fang. It was more than just dangerous; it also would mean needing to tell Sun about things that she hadn't planned on telling anybody.

Blake had to choose between keeping her past a secret and leaving a good friend behind, or coming clean. Neither seemed like good options for her.

So in the end Blake decided she wouldn't focus on what her choices would mean for her. She asked herself something different.

What would her choice mean for Sun?

At this point it was clear that whatever reckless thing she decided to do Sun would tag along, unless she decided to leave him again and act on her own. Last night had proved to her that she could ditch him easily; Sun still didn't know the city nearly as well as she did, after all. He could wander around and get lost in the streets a little, but it wouldn't do him any harm. Beacon made for a very effective landmark, after all.

On the other hand, coming clean with Sun would mean more than just dredging up a past Blake far preferred hidden. It also potentially meant bringing Sun into direct conflict with a group she knew to have an increasingly dark sense of morality. She'd be asking him to put his life on the line for her. And if there was one thing Blake felt sure of, it was that Sun wouldn't hesitate to do so.

Put like that it was hardly a choice at all. Blake couldn't ask Sun to risk his life after everything he'd done for her already. The best thing she could do then, would be to leave him now and pursue the White Fang on her own. All she had to do was jump down from the balcony and run. She'd be around the corner before he realized she was gone if she moved quickly enough.

Any time would do, Sun was barely focused on her at all at this point.

She just had to jump and make a run for it; it was hardly the first time she'd used her skills to escape from a problem.

Just one swift motion…

And she'd be on her own again…

The more Blake thought about it, the more it became clear to her that she didn't want that.

Blake was fed up with leaving people behind. First she'd ditched The White Fang, then Team RWBY, and now she was about to leave Sun behind too. But somehow Blake had a feeling if she abandoned the last friend she had to pursue this it wouldn't be something she could walk away from.

Truthfully, while Blake was far from her peak ability, she knew that Sun had made things far better than they could have been. With how her own insecurities were tearing her apart inside, Sun had managed to help her hold things together, at least to an extent. Over the course of the weekend Sun had become as close a friend to Blake as anyone on her team.

Blake could really use a good friend at the moment.

There was only one choice: Blake had to be honest now, for the first time in years.

"So," she began, causing Sun to pause in surprise.

"You want to know more about me."