Yikes. In our defense, we don't just go launching people who haven't gone to the prep schools already. Can't really practice a landing strategy without a defensive Aura built up first. What's the Vast?
[He was going to ask who Gerry has had in his class, but then the younger man continues talking, and Qrow straight-up chokes on his pancake at that last part. Give him a minute.
....Once he has his lungs in order again, he--well, he still doesn't know how to react. A familiar defensive instinct says he ought to pull back and retreat behind a wall, to throw out a you don't even know me to protect himself from this unexpected acceptance. But for all Qrow acts tough, projecting an irreverent, devil-may-care attitude....he's still as vulnerable to kindness as he was when he was seventeen. Perhaps more, in some ways.
After some moments of quiet:]
You know, I'd say "give it time", but a--[his voice catches there, unsure how to describe the nature of his relationship with Clover; after all, he'd been the one to resist it when it had come up, that day in the group chat] a friend said I shouldn't do that anymore.
[Does it count as a deflection if he's calling himself out for deflecting? Well, probably. But he doesn't know how to actually accept what Gerry says. To express any gratitude or appreciation for the thought, because it'd mean acknowledging the implication that this guy has some supernatural gift of knowing and sees Qrow as a worthwhile person anyway.]
I, uh. I don't know how it works with your entities and all, but if you ever wanted to....un-mark yourself, or something, maybe I could help you protect yourself without it. I--used to be a combat teacher too, at one point.
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[He was going to ask who Gerry has had in his class, but then the younger man continues talking, and Qrow straight-up chokes on his pancake at that last part. Give him a minute.
....Once he has his lungs in order again, he--well, he still doesn't know how to react. A familiar defensive instinct says he ought to pull back and retreat behind a wall, to throw out a you don't even know me to protect himself from this unexpected acceptance. But for all Qrow acts tough, projecting an irreverent, devil-may-care attitude....he's still as vulnerable to kindness as he was when he was seventeen. Perhaps more, in some ways.
After some moments of quiet:]
You know, I'd say "give it time", but a--[his voice catches there, unsure how to describe the nature of his relationship with Clover; after all, he'd been the one to resist it when it had come up, that day in the group chat] a friend said I shouldn't do that anymore.
[Does it count as a deflection if he's calling himself out for deflecting? Well, probably. But he doesn't know how to actually accept what Gerry says. To express any gratitude or appreciation for the thought, because it'd mean acknowledging the implication that this guy has some supernatural gift of knowing and sees Qrow as a worthwhile person anyway.]
I, uh. I don't know how it works with your entities and all, but if you ever wanted to....un-mark yourself, or something, maybe I could help you protect yourself without it. I--used to be a combat teacher too, at one point.