[This is one of those subjects where Break and Qrow are in tune enough to understand one another perfectly, but just different enough that they are distinctly their own people.]

I don't know that "something to believe in" is quite the way I would phrase it for myself. Rather, I'm the sort of person who needs a reason, if I'm to keep going. I can believe in all sorts of things, but if I can't find a purpose for my own existence, something I exist for, then...

[He shrugs. They've spoken before about how Qrow, at a loss after learning the truth behind the unwinnable war, devoted himself to the kids -- because even if he couldn't believe in what they were fighting for anymore, he could still protect the people he loved. Qrow knows, too, how it was Break's quest for White Alice that kept him going, and watched him use his devotion to his kids to find his feet in Trench. They both get it, even coming at the same thing from different angles. That's just how they are.]

Your Ozpin was very like my Rainsworths to me, in the dream. He had a job for me to do, saw to it that I was trained in how to do it, and set me loose to handle it as I saw fit. That I was able to come and go as it suited me, mm. That was why devoting myself to his cause with a whole heart was something I could do.