[ Oz cannot blame him, truly. He has lived this before. He has seen so many ways for it to play out, his people recoiling from him once they know the true weight of the thing. He has heard the accusation that he does not care.
There have been times he tried not to care. Whole centuries of trying. He's never been much good at it.
Qrow's voice goes tired, and he feels it in his bones. That dark, empty resignation of seeing your purpose broken, of realizing you are abandoned— he knew it the moment Jinn gave him his answer. ]
Then... perhaps you can believe I never wanted to cause you this pain.
I'm sorry.
[ For letting it turn out this way. For the whole sorry state of the world, for not having a way to solve it. He still thinks ignorance had been kinder. Or maybe he only hopes it— maybe he lost track of what is right a very long time ago. ]
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There have been times he tried not to care. Whole centuries of trying. He's never been much good at it.
Qrow's voice goes tired, and he feels it in his bones. That dark, empty resignation of seeing your purpose broken, of realizing you are abandoned— he knew it the moment Jinn gave him his answer. ]
Then... perhaps you can believe I never wanted to cause you this pain.
I'm sorry.
[ For letting it turn out this way. For the whole sorry state of the world, for not having a way to solve it. He still thinks ignorance had been kinder. Or maybe he only hopes it— maybe he lost track of what is right a very long time ago. ]