Ruby Rose stood surrounded by rubble and ruin. If she looked far enough to the side she could see the intact buildings that had escaped the radius of the fight, but her eyes were looking down at the bloodstained ground.
She had heard the report, she knew that was Raudr's blood. But that didn't stop Ruby's mind from conjuring nightmarish what-ifs. This had been where Yang was last seen, where the War Chief had taken her sister, and the bloodstains were heavy.
Yang was gone.
Again.
Ruby could feel her nails pushing into her palm. She hadn't cut them in a while, so there was enough there that her Aura was manifesting visibly to keep her from hurting her own hand.
If she stopped to let herself think about it, she wouldn't help but think about Yang's last disappearance. When Yang had gone to talk to a prisoner, and Ruby hears back that the prison warden was dead and both Yang and the prisoner had disappeared. Then she finds out Yang's in Mountain Glenn, a city overrun by Grimm. That separation had nearly driven Ruby to death through anxiety. Ruby didn't know what was worse. When she had no idea where Yang was, and when she knew exactly where Yang was.
And even if that's the only time Yang was taken before, the sisters kept being separated when things were going bad. Ruby's initial kidnapping, what felt like an eternity ago. Zero's attack on Atlas, where Yang and Ruby had been on opposite sides of the city until the very end. There had been a moment during the tournament when Weiss and Yang had their fight interrupted, and Ruby only learnt later that the corpse of Raven Branwen had attacked her sister while they were separated.
…Before Mountain Glenn, one of Cinder's minions had tried to abduct Yang. Ruby had panicked, struck out. Didn't realise the minion's Aura was broken. Ruby held up hands she knew were clean, but she could see the blood coating them all the same.
The first time Ruby had ever killed a person. The only time, given that Cinder had survived the bullet Ruby put in her lung. And even as the phantom memory of blood crawled down Ruby's hand and made her want to tear the skin from her arms until the sensation went away, she couldn't help the thought that wormed through her skull.
If Ruby had to take another life to save Yang from her new abductor, how long would it take her to do it?
A pair of cold arms wrapped around Ruby's upper body, almost over her shoulders but not quite. A weight fell onto Ruby's shoulder, on the wrong side of her body to see the person leaning against her. Not that she needed to see who it was. If the hardness of the body didn't give it away, it was the willingness to engage in physical intimacy.
"Galatea." Ruby let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding.
"Six." Galatea spoke back. "You are distressed."
"I am." Ruby nodded. "I… I need a distraction. Got anything?"
Galatea hummed. For a moment, Ruby wondered if her distraction was going to be an overt show of affection. Galatea surprised her by taking another route.
"I have been investigating tabletop war games on an earlier suggestion and have been looking over both the mechanical rules and lore of Fight Gear Quadmillion Revengeance." Galatea spoke hesitantly, feeling out how Ruby responded to the words. "One of the factions in lore are the Omega Ocelot Legion. They have no unified faction rulebook because their gimmick is that they have infiltrated every other faction simultaneously, and so every rulebook has a few rules about the specific members of the OOL who are in that faction. I feel as if the people writing the lore do not actually have an unified plan for who the OOL are actually loyal to, but the lore texts raise questions of identity and purpose that-"
"Ahem." The voice of Weiss Schnee broke through Galatea's musings. "I don't think it's working. Ruby looks like she's about to dissociate."
"I was paying attention!" Ruby objected.
"No you weren't." Weiss declared. "You were trying but your attention was starting to wander."
"...Maybe." Ruby sighed. "It's hard to keep things out of my head. I'm worried about Yang."
"Perhaps its because I am attempting to explain things based on a fictional setting you have no basis in?" Galatea asked. "Weiss, you try."
Weiss looked around for a moment, turning her gaze upwards. Ruby couldn't bring herself to look up, but she knew what Weiss was looking at.
"This is one of those Super Robot City's you were excited about earlier." Weiss mused. "As I recall, none of these giant robots ever actually fully functioned. The tests failed, but enough of the functions worked that the Kingdom could claim it used to work for the prestige."
"Oh, that's disappointing." Ruby muttered. She could hear footsteps crushing rubble underfoot and looked back to see who was approaching.
The woman was someone Ruby hadn't seen since she had been in Atlas. It was a servant of the Schnee family. Head butler, or something like that? She was rather tall with red eyes that reminded Ruby of Yang when she was angry. Artzin was her name. Ruby couldn't remember her surname. Ruby was just happy to find out she had survived Zero's attack.
"Lady Six." The tall woman declared with a voice that sounded like iron. "I was looking for you."
"Artzin." Weiss was the one that responded. "What are you doing here?"
"I am trying to organise the crisis response we are currently undergoing." Artzin explained. "Since I am acting as a representative for Lady One, I am currently the highest ranking official in Sentinel. I intend to use the authority as I can."
"Do we know where Yang was taken?" Ruby asked. "I… I know there's a lot going on. There were two bandit groups fighting in the town, right? A lot of people need help right now. But…"
"Yang Xiao Long is an important person." Artzin observed. "Your concern is understandable. However, you are by far a more important person. My recommendation is that you take the airship to Mistral immediately."
"No." Ruby surprised herself with how harsh her voice was when she spoke. She took a moment to breath, calm herself. "I'm sorry. But I'm not leaving without Yang."
"I was afraid you would say that." Artzin spoke matter-of-factly. She didn't sigh, but Ruby's brain felt like she probably really wanted to. "I've already been in contact with One. She informed me to tell you that she will organise a rescue effort in Mistral, but also told me that it would have no impact on your decision."
"She's right." Ruby felt kinda bad just admitting that. "I'm sorry. But… I can't."
Yang was gone again. Ruby had no idea what her kidnapper wanted. Yang might already be dead for all Ruby knew, though she refused to entertain that possibility as anything more then academic. The lesser possibilities were much more real threats.
Maybe Yang was being shipped off to the White Fang, or to Cinder. Maybe some other enemy of One's or some other enemy of the Branwen. Maybe the War Chief was keeping her captive as a trophy, or as a hostage that she would cause harm if her demands weren't met.
Who knew how badly Yang was being treated right now?
~~~~~
[X] …What?
The War Chief cleared her throat. "I said: Marry me."
"No, I heard you." Yang shook her head. "What-"
"I do not understand the confusion." The War Chief interrupted. "Are my words unclear? I am only aware of one definition of 'Marry'."
"I-" Yang's words got ahead of her brain and she realised she had no idea where that sentence was going. She bit her lip and forced herself to think before speaking. "We were enemies. How does this come to marriage?"
"You defeated me." The War Chief reiterated. "Ergo I must offer you the prize. My hand, in marriage. As per the customs of War God."
"And
why would I want you for a wife?" Yang asked.
"Ah, no, you misunderstand." The War Chief shook her head. "I would be the husband. You would be the wife. That's why it's a prize for the victor."
Yang opened her mouth. Yang closed her mouth. Yang tilted her head.
"Okay." Yang closed her eyes. "Let's, uh. Let's start with the start. I don't know you and you're coming out with a romantic gesture-"
"Romance?" The War Chief tilted their head. "I am flattered, but I am not so easy a woman. I would not offer romance for at least three months into knowing a person."
And now Yang was even more confused. "Why don't you…"
Yang sighed. Why was she even engaging in this discussion?
…Well, she didn't know where she was. Yang should probably just play along until she got a chance to look around and try to escape.
"Why don't you just tell me what marriage means to you." Yang tried.
"It's a marriage." The War Chief spoke as if it was obvious. "You would be the wife, and I would be the husband. You would get to stay in this fine Hall and enjoy feasts and treasures, and I would be permitted to engage in fights in your name and honour."
"...So it's just." Yang mulled the words over in her head. "You want to use me as an excuse to get in fights?"
"Yes!" The War Chief nodded. "And you would be showered in riches. You would be permitted to give orders to me to bring you specific pleasures if need be. Throughout history, those who bore the title of War Chief have given the order to retrieve the most beautiful jewel in the world, a sword which was once used to kill a Dragon, and the sapling of a magical tree- And all three exist within this Hall to this day!"
…That did sound like a pretty good life, to have someone willing to do stuff like-
Wait. no. No distractions. Yang shook her head to clear the thoughts of temptation. "This sound really convenient given that I was kidnapped against my will. For all I know, accepting this offer binds me to this place with magic."
"No, of course not!" The War Chief objected. "You can leave any time you would like!"
"I'd like to leave." Yang informed her.
The War Chief's eyes dulled. She looked down, her face falling. "I… See."
Yang kept staring at her. It couldn't be that easy, could it?
"You, um." The War Chief bit her lip. "Ah! I have yet to walk you through the proper traditions of hospitality!"
Yeah here was the excuse.
"We can continue on the topic of marriage once I have fulfilled my other duties." The War Chief's smile returned suddenly, perhaps a bit forced.. "Come with me, I must show you the Legacy. You cannot make your decision until you are aware of what you would be accepting or refusing, after all!"
She reached out a hand. Yang stared at it.
"Come along, great warrior!" The War Chief declared. "I shall show you-"
"Are you expecting me to walk?" Yang asked.
"Ah." And the smile fell away again. "I, um. Hm. Ah."
Yang's kidnapper stared at her own hand, which she then put by her side. The War Chief's mouth opened and closed several times. She let out a nervous chuckle, dilated eyes darting to look everywhere but at Yang.
…it was pretty strange to know that someone who had kidnapped Yang and raided a village was also this pathetic in person.
"My back!" The War Chief decided eventually. "I shall carry you upon my back, showing off my suitability as a husband by-"
"Or you can get my hoverchair." Yang offered.
"Or I can get your hoverchair." The War Chief nodded. "I shall return shortly."
The War Chief stormed out of the room like she had Grimm on her heels. Yang waited until her footsteps were no longer echoing down the hall before she let out a breath.
Alright. Good. Yang had some time before the War Chief found the hoverchair and realised it was broken beyond repair. That might give Yang some time to figure out what to do.
The first order of business was to make sure the War Chief was as… Strangely harmless as she appeared. Yang reached her soul after the Dragon Faunus, making sure she was actually looking for the hoverchair. If Yang came across a room that looked like it was designed to cook human meat or found Cinder Fall sitting in a room somewhere, then Yang would know she was in more danger than the War Chief let on.
"Ah, before I forget!" The War Chief called down the halls towards Yang. "The metal cloche at the end of the table is hiding several warmed muffins! Feel free to take any you desire, honoured guest!"
…Well, Yang wasn't gonna turn down free food…
~~~~~
Ruby had no way of knowing what horrors Yang was enduring. She needed to save her sister as soon as possible.
The first step of that was trying to figure out where to even go. It couldn't be that hard. The War Chief apparently had a known area of activity, so that narrowed down where Ruby would need to search. That didn't tell her how big the territory was.
She couldn't just run off blindly in one direction, no matter how bad she wanted to. She might run the wrong direction. That knowledge was the only thing that stayed her hand. Instead she followed Artzin back towards the centre of the crisis response effort. There were a lot of injured people. Ruby nearly found herself drifting towards the injured to heal them with her Song, but Neo pulled her away without breaking her invisibility.
…Neo's Song addiction had redoubled after Ruby had healed her arm. It wouldn't be fair to condemn someone to that and then leave. Still…
"Let me know if anyone looks like they might not make it." Ruby muttered to Artzin. "I don't want to get anyone stuck with an addiction, but if my Song is the only thing that can save them…"
"That may not be necessary." Artzin shook her head. "This far from the heart of Mistral, everyone has a strong Aura and an escape plan. It's rare for people to have their Aura broken and get serious injuries and then survive."
…Oh. That was a fair point.
"Most of those who were injured were the bandits who were captured, and Lady Five has already found them." Artzin pointed Ruby to the other side of the street.
There was a large group of bandits dressed as pirates and a few who looked more standard for bandits by Ruby's eye, all handcuffed or tied up or bound in some other way. And a quarter or so down the way of the way down the line, towards the left side of the group, was Five. She was Singing with her hand on the cheek of a bandit who had a lot of strange scars. They almost looked like tattoos, except there was no ink in sight.
Ruby stepped closer, letting her hear Five's voice once she finished Singing.
"So what did you see?" The older Intoner asked. "Where did the War Chief take Yang?"
"I don't know who that is." The bandit whimpered. "I- Please, my leg-"
"You'll get your leg healed when I hear something I like." Five promised the bandit. "Where would the War Chief take Yang?"
"I don't know." The bandit cried. "I- Please, I never even saw this girl, I don't-"
"Well, I suppose I'll let you surprise me." Five smiled. "Tell me something interesting. You have five seconds."
"I…"
"Four." Five raised her hand, showing off four fingers. She lowered one a second later. "Three."
"Rais is interested in you." The bandit answered. "Our boss."
Five paused with her third finger half-lowered. "Oh?"
"I don't know why." The bandit explained. "But the moment she saw your fight footage she shifted everything to look for you."
"Aw, an admirer." Five smiled. "Maybe when we send you back, you can tell her how to pick a nice present for me."
"...Send me…"
Ruby nearly spoke up, but Artzin stepped closer to Ruby and spoke first.
"Lady Five is preparing for the possibility that these bandits may be a problem for more than just this village." Artzin observed. "If Lady One wills it, Lady Five's Song will ensure the loyalties of a few key agents."
Ruby frowned. Was she getting people addicted to the Song on purpose? That was…
No, Ruby couldn't ignore this.
She ran up before Artzin could pull her aside again, tapping Five on the shoulder.
"Oh, hi." Five turned to Ruby. "Any luck with the sister?"
"...No." Ruby looked away. Damn it, she was getting distracted while Yang was-
It didn't matter if Yang was missing. Ruby shouldn't let her worry distract her from this.
"I don't like this." Ruby gestured towards the bandit.
"...Hold on." Five stepped away from the bandit. "Let's talk out of earshot of them, hm?"
She walked off before Ruby could object. Though Ruby wasn't sure if she would have objected. She followed Five around a corner into an alley, out of sight of everyone else.
"What's the problem?" Five asked.
"You're getting people addicted to the Song on purpose, aren't you?" Ruby asked.
Five paused. "Hm. Oh right, you would be against that."
"Anyone would be against that!" Ruby shouted. Five shushed her, but Ruby only dropped her voice a few octaves. "Haven't you seen what happened to Melanie, to Neo? This isn't something we should do to people!"
"These aren't good people, Ruby." Five pointed out. "They're bandits. Murderers. That guy I was healing up there? The townsfolk were pointing him out to me, saying he was giving orders on who to kill. He deserves it."
"It's not about if he deserves it." Ruby glared at Five. "It's about the act of doing it. It's wrong."
Five closed her eyes and sighed. "Alright. I'll stop."
"I don't understand how you can-" Ruby was halfway through an objection before she realised what Five had said. "...Huh? Just like that?"
"You're a better person than me." Five decided. "And I'd rather not give you more reason to hate me. That's just depressing, you know? I can't have fun when I'm thinking about you being mad at me."
"Oh. Um." Ruby wasn't sure the main underlying issue was solved here. Five wasn't stopping because it was right, she was stopping to make Ruby happy. But with the immediate consequences stopped, Ruby was finding her thoughts pulled back to Yang again. "Ok. Thank you."
"No problem." Five smiled. "Well if I'm not doing anything else, I suppose its time we tracked down your sister-"
There was the sound of a throat clearing at the entrance to the alleyway. Ruby turned towards it to see a man in a red wolf cloak. Raudr.
"I think I can help with that." The man declared.
"Oh?" Ruby approached him. "What do you mean?"
"Me and my boys can sense the Branwen portals opening, right?" Raudr observed. Ruby could remember Yang mentioning something like that, but not the details. "It's pretty fuzzy over a big distance, but we all sensed something earlier. Not enough to tell you where, but enough to give you a clue."
"Anything helps." Ruby answered. "Everything."
"North." Raudrulfr declared. "And at an altitude."
"North and high up." Ruby nodded. That gave her something to work with. If she passed it on to… Anyone with a map really, they might be able to find something.
There should be a map on the airship Artzin had come in. Ruby should make her way there.
…It was probably a good idea to check in on the airship anyway. Dyna had holed up in the airship a while ago and had barely spoken to anyone while Ruby was there. She hoped the girl was alright.
She hoped Yang was alright.
She hoped… She hoped everyone was alright.
She couldn't do anything else at the moment.
~~~~~
The War Chief took her time to return after finding the hoverchair damaged beyond repair. Yang was worried for a while, but she hadn't found any indication she was in active danger. No sign that there was any secret plots beyond the War Chief's words.
That still meant that Yang had been kidnapped by a raider and bandit who was unwilling to let Yang leave anytime soon. It wasn't exactly a good situation. But it didn't look like it was going to get any worse anytime soon.
And then the War Chief returned, with a chair that had been tied to a sled.
"It would appear that your hoverchair has had a tragic accident." The War Chief looked mournful. "However! I have found a replacement!"
The Dragon Faunus has a really stupid smile on her face. It was like she thought she'd had the best idea in the world. Yang looked at the sled chair and…
…Well, there were worse options? There were pillows tied to the chair as well. One on the seat itself and one on the top where the back of Yang's neck would go, but there wasn't much stability. It'd probably be easy for Yang to fall off.
And there was no in-built propulsion or way for Yang to move the sled easily. Riding on it would mean having to rely on the War Chief to push her around.
But if she was in danger because of that she could just teleport away. So for now, Yang was just going to play along and prevent the situation getting worse in a predictable way so she could watch out for unpredictable ways.
The War Chief stepped behind Yang and pushed the chair, moving the sled underneath. Yang paused and remembered a trick Starling had taught her once. With her eyes closed, she reached her soul into the chair to try to stick her body to it-
And failed. The sled hit a bump and Yang fell from the chair. Before she hit the ground, the War Chief lunged forward to try to grab Yang. Yang, for her part, just fell through a portal and landed back on the chair.
The War Chief stumbled but straightened herself to her feet. She looked at Yang, and Yang could see the gears turning behind her eyes as she tried to think of a comment. When the War Chief gave up, she moved back behind the sled and considered the issue.
Yang paused and suddenly realised an easier way to ride the sled. She turned into a bird and let her body rest against the pillow.
"How astounding." The War Chief observed. She pushed the sled further, eventually pushing Yang into a room that looked like an entrance lobby of some sort. There was a big door, and there was half-melted snow lining the entrance of the door.
But instead of approaching the door, the War Chief stepped in front of Yang and gestured to the side. There was a statue at the side of the room, a silhouette of a man that was impossible to make out in detail through the damage done by force and by time. Around the feet of the statue were a collection of strange bricks, coloured a faint brown. Each one had an etching of a face in the side.
"This is the…" The War Chief paused, reaching for the words. "Hm. I have not heard its name pronounced since I was four years old. I do not want to mispronounce the word."
…Since she was four?
It occurred to Yang again that the War Chief was only about Ruby's age, and Yang had not seen any sign that any other person lived in this hall.
"It's name doesn't matter!" The War Chief declared eventually. "It's a key part of the Legacy. When you come to the statue with the memory of victory, it rewards you with that memory made manifest."
The War Chief picked up a brick and held it out towards Yang. "Try it."
…Try it?" Yang observed the brick closely for a moment. The face was hard to make out with the etchings, but it looked…
It looked like one of the Wolf Pack, actually. Yang wasn't sure which one, she didn't get a good look at most of them. But she could see the pattern on the top of the head, resembling the wolfskin cloaks.
Yang took a moment to transform back into human form. With an unsure hand, Yang reached out to touch the brick-
The warrior in the green wolkskin cloak charged forward, hand turning to claws as he charged. The girl met the charge head-on, her fist meeting the tip of his claws and letting both of their Aura's burn. Both ceased their forward momentum in unison.
With her foe stopped, the girl could get a feel of her foe. This one was… Disappointing. She let the Battle Cry fall from her horns and fill her body, letting it build up within her for a moment, before striking the man in the forehead as hard as she could.
The man stumbled. The Battle Cry shot through his Aura and rattled his brain in his skull. The force of the blow ripped up dust from the earth and blinded the outside world to the two, so nobody saw that the green-cloaked warrior fell instantly.
That gave the girl time to break his Aura with her foot and let her Semblance take him from the battle.
-And recoiled away as the memory filled her. The brick fell onto the sled, and the War Chief looked at Yang expectantly.
"What the-" Yang paused, then looked up. "Was that your memory?"
The War Chief laughed.
"Behold, the power of the Leifstone!" The War Chief declared. "A sacred treasure passed down through…"
She trailed off, frowning. "Leifstone? Lightstone? Lifestone? Leafs Tone? Hm."
She paused, then shook her head. "A sacred treasure passed down from War Chief to War Chief for generations! A secret only known to a select few- Ours by divine right."
She sounded like she was reciting a speech again. Yang tried to push it to something productive. "You have a statue that can just… Replay memories?"
The War Chief paused as if listening to Yang's question. "Yes, the Leifstone. It's truly a marvellous thing. It records memories of victory and allows them to be replayed at any time. Not only does this allow victories to be etched into the memory of the world itself, but it allows one to learn from a fight infinitely!"
She was going off on her speech without waiting for Yang's input again at all huh. Well, Yang was learning something new here. The War Chief had said something to Raudr about never being hit by someone she had fought before. This would be why, then? She just replayed the memory until she memorised your fighting style? That's… Powerful.
Really fucking powerful. Oh man Yang wondered if it would work for her-
"But no prize comes without duty." The War Chief continued. "Listen well, young one, for one day this will be your-"
She slapped her hand over her mouth.
"Young one?" Yang tilted her head
"Ignore that part." The War Chief explained. "That's, uh. That's the wrong speech. I forgot to edit it for the audience."
…She was just using speeches that had been given to her once, wasn't she?
"In this case, the duty of the Leifstone is that of the Legacy." The War Chief walked to the door. "Behold!"
She flung the door open and took a step out. The wind outside slammed the doors shut again, directly onto the War Chief's nose.
The Dragon Faunus winced and very visibly bit down on her tongue. Yang paused to give her a moment to compose herself before she spoke.
"So are you gonna push me outside or…"
"Ah!" The War Chief jumped up, then ran behind Yang again. "Of course. You may want to push the door ahead of you."
Yang did so. The wind outside was heavy and there was some light snowfall, but not enough to bother Yang. She felt like maybe it'd bother her more if she was a bird again, so she stayed human and just held onto the back of the chair with her hands once she was past the door.
With the sun overhead peeking through clouds, Yang saw…
A big tower.
She wasn't gonna lie, it was pretty tall. It reached up a few dozen metres, following the mountain to its peak and leaning against the stony cliff-like face of the mountain in the process. Well, in part. After Yang identified how tall it was, she realised how damaged it was.
The circular tower only had one part of it reaching that high. About a third of the perimeter. The rest had crumbled, been burnt and shattered and collapsed at the base of the mountain. Yang could see an effort put to rebuild it already. She could see the moss climbing over old bricks, and she could see the fresh bricks without any moss.
All those fresh bricks were the same brown as the ones the War Chief had given Yang earlier, but the older bricks had a few which were blood red. Yang had to wonder why, but she suspected she already knew the answer.
And then there were the bricks half-buried in the snow. Burnt and damaged and untouched after what must have been years.
"The work of the War Chief." The girl in question declared as she pushed Yang forward. "Through victory, we create memory. Through memory, we create the Legacy. Through the Legacy, we shall build a tower tall enough to reach past heaven itself."
"...Is this why you raid villages?" Yang asked. "Is this why you were attacking people?"
"Yes!" The girl declared. She had so much enthusiasm in her voice, she must have missed the edge of anger and frustration in Yang's voice.
"It will be many more generations before the Legacy is complete." The War Chief sighed. "It was taller once, and complete. Nearly high enough to overtake the mountain's peak. But…"
The words caught in the girls throat.
"...It will be easier to show you." The War Chief decided. She kept pushing Yang forward, towards the tower. "It's a damaged brick, so the full memory is missing, but…"
As she pushed, Yang looked down at the bricks passing beneath her. Other damaged ones, which were being pushed aside by the sled Yang was riding on. After a moment the War Chief stopped to catch her breath, then moved ahead of Yang to kick snow out of the way.
As Yang was frozen in place, she looked to the side and saw a gathering of burnt-black brick that were otherwise mostly intact. Her eyes passed over most of them without a care, but she stopped on one in particular. The etching upon it was familiar, to the point where Yang couldn't bring herself to look away. Yang reached down with her soul to try and get a feeling of the etching, painting the picture in her mind.
It took her a moment to realise why the etching was familiar. It was identical to the face of Ruby Rose.
…No. Not Ruby. That brick was old, and the girl in the etching had two eyes. But there was someone else who looked a lot like Ruby but older, who would have looked more like Ruby when she was younger.
"Zero?" Yang muttered out loud.
"Did you say something?" The War Chief asked as she shoved snow aside.
Yang looked over to the War Chief while still feeling the brick with her soul.
…She could push into it, she thought. See the memory as if she had touched it with her own hand. It'd be an easy way to see if that was really Zero. And if that
was Zero, Yang was standing to learn… Something.
[X] Reach out and replay the memory. There was nothing the War Chief could show that was more important than this.
[X] Put it off for a moment. Let the War Chief show what they wanted to show, ask about the etching of Zero afterwards.