[Break doesn't need to elaborate on details. Qrow can pretty much imagine the shape of it, based on everything they've talked about over the last year and change. The mention of Oz's tendency to collect listless strays brings him back to that conversation they'd had in this house, back when their friendship was new. They'd talked about so many things that night, from the mentors that believed in them to their personal apocalypses to family. It's nostalgic, and maybe it's because of that comfortable ease that he can share something a little more vulnerable.]
He always did know how to draw in the people who needed something to believe in the most. Back then, I used to think of him as someone who had all the answers, 'cause of that.
[If Break had met him a year prior to Trench, Qrow would've sounded a lot more bitter about that. Instead, he just sounds...solemn. Maybe a little sad. Ozpin was a safe harbor when he was a child, and though that pedestal needed to be broken to build a new foundation atop it, one never really forgets that feeling.]
I think the weirdest part of Deerington for me wasn't all the freaky dream logic, but realizing that he was so good with those people because he was one of them.
[That immortality had broken him so utterly that he kept himself going off the faith and hope of others, that if he could still inspire the lost and hurting to believe in something bigger than themselves, he could hold onto the will to keep fighting too. Qrow hadn't processed the weight of all those millennia until the dream made him experience his old mentor's memories -- until he realized that his own griefs had nearly shattered him, and he'd lived them for only a couple short decades.
To face the prospect of losing everyone you love, lifetime after lifetime for thousands of years with no relief on the horizon by your own choosing, all for the sake of others being able to live in peace just a little longer, a little longer, a little longer, forever .... no human being was meant to bear that gracefully. Understanding that was the first step to being able to forgive him.]
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He always did know how to draw in the people who needed something to believe in the most. Back then, I used to think of him as someone who had all the answers, 'cause of that.
[If Break had met him a year prior to Trench, Qrow would've sounded a lot more bitter about that. Instead, he just sounds...solemn. Maybe a little sad. Ozpin was a safe harbor when he was a child, and though that pedestal needed to be broken to build a new foundation atop it, one never really forgets that feeling.]
I think the weirdest part of Deerington for me wasn't all the freaky dream logic, but realizing that he was so good with those people because he was one of them.
[That immortality had broken him so utterly that he kept himself going off the faith and hope of others, that if he could still inspire the lost and hurting to believe in something bigger than themselves, he could hold onto the will to keep fighting too. Qrow hadn't processed the weight of all those millennia until the dream made him experience his old mentor's memories -- until he realized that his own griefs had nearly shattered him, and he'd lived them for only a couple short decades.
To face the prospect of losing everyone you love, lifetime after lifetime for thousands of years with no relief on the horizon by your own choosing, all for the sake of others being able to live in peace just a little longer, a little longer, a little longer, forever .... no human being was meant to bear that gracefully. Understanding that was the first step to being able to forgive him.]