[Everything feels a little faint to Ruby like this. Her uncle's touch. The wind against her hair. Even his words at first- That is until he brings up Remnant, their old home. And the people that they had left behind there. Those words echo through her mind at first and it feels like over bearing loneliness that had a grip on her might become all consuming.
Qrow will feel her loosen up at first from the contact of his touch. But she becomes a little more rigid as he talks about never seeing them again.]
[He's briefly relieved when the contact seems to make some progress, but then she stiffens up again, and he wonders if he took a wrong approach, if there's something else the curse needs of him.
It's always honesty, isn't it? Vulnerability. Maybe it needs him to admit something he's never told her. He hesitates, and then tries:]
I don't know if we did the right thing. If it was okay to just let Remnant go, and hope some version of us has it covered.
[. . .]
...Not that I regret it, either, but I do know it was selfish, at least for me. I couldn't bear to lose you, too, after everything.
["I couldn't bear to lose you, too, after everything." It feels like she's being pulled out of the depths of her misery on a line when she hears that. And it comes just as sudden in reality- there's a brief moment where he limbs had been held so firmly and all the pressure let's loose all at once. She fidgets and shifts to keep an awkward sort of balance, leaning in a little harder against her uncle to steady herself.]
It was a little selfish. Wasn't it?
But- I wouldn't want to loose you either, Uncle Qrow.
You. And everyone else there, and here. They mean the world to me.
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Qrow will feel her loosen up at first from the contact of his touch. But she becomes a little more rigid as he talks about never seeing them again.]
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It's always honesty, isn't it? Vulnerability. Maybe it needs him to admit something he's never told her. He hesitates, and then tries:]
I don't know if we did the right thing. If it was okay to just let Remnant go, and hope some version of us has it covered.
[. . .]
...Not that I regret it, either, but I do know it was selfish, at least for me. I couldn't bear to lose you, too, after everything.
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It was a little selfish. Wasn't it?
But- I wouldn't want to loose you either, Uncle Qrow.
You. And everyone else there, and here. They mean the world to me.