[Pyrrha has been silent while the others speak, quietly digesting Jaune's words and the words of his Shadow. Hearing about one's own impending death is a pretty big thing to swallow, after all. But once the others have said their piece, she's ready to say hers.]

...Whatever comes, we'll face it together, Jaune.

[She glances toward the Shadow, eyes narrowed.]

Including him.

[Lifting her hand, she briefly caresses his cheek before pressing a kiss to his lips.]

I believe in you. Your friends believe in you. Now, it's time to believe in yourself. Show your Shadow that not every fight is won with strength of arms. Some are won with strength of heart.

[Grinning a little, she traces a finger over his armor in the appropriate place.]

And if there's one thing Jaune Arc has always had, it's lots of heart.