[ i'm glad we got this chance, says Qrow. He has never agreed more fervently. It is not a chance Qrow owed him; he does not think it would, or will, look like this upon Remnant. He does not even know he will live long enough for that effort.
Perhaps that is one of the odd silver linings of Deerington, this place outside of time. It's not redemption. But it is... a sort of peace that has mattered more to him than he had ever anticipated.
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Perhaps that is one of the odd silver linings of Deerington, this place outside of time. It's not redemption. But it is... a sort of peace that has mattered more to him than he had ever anticipated.
The dots jump. Qrow is still typing. ]