"Learning to do that would be nice, yes," Sveta replied when Yang said she needed to learn to watch what she said.  "I don't think it's going to happen, though.  Isn't like you to do that.  You're just kind of...hopeless like that..."  Sveta had started to play with one of her tails, a little nervous fidget of hers.  "...I keep telling you, but you never actually<em>listen</em>- you need someone with you.  Someone who can rein you in and tell you when you're doing it and just being<em>too</em>you."  Ruby would never do that, heaven knew that girl was different enough in the head already to do it...Blake, maybe?  But Blake was straight, as far as she knew, so that precluded that possibility.<br/><br/>Ah, yes. The fact that Yang was gay.  Sveta actually remembered the day that Yang had told her she was.  Of course, Sveta being Sveta, she had already figured it out.  But she hadn't wanted to ruin it, so she had tried to act like it was a surprise.<em>"O-oh?  Really?  W-well, I guess that explains a lot about when we try on swimsuits together..."</em>Key word being<em>tried</em>.  Sveta was very good at not knowing or seeing certain things.  But when she knew or understood, she made a terrible liar.  Her nervous tic of playing with her hair didn't help, either.<em>"I-I suppose that would be right.  You're tougher than most of the boys in our class, anyways.  You'd probably end up breaking them in half if they tried to date you..."</em>It was awkward, it was strange, it was totally Sveta, but she had made it clear that it was alright by her.