[Qrow's revelation comes as a shock; she doesn't know a whole lot about Semblances or how they work, just that, as Ruby described, they are essentially a superpower. Superpowers should be advantageous, it feels particularly unfair that Qrow's is not.]
I'm sorry. I didn't know. That suddenly makes a lot more sense - I thought you were just mad because it was Ozpin. I didn't realize...
[She sighs. The context does certainly does help explain a lot more about why Qrow reacted so strongly, and was so slow to forgive her and she's well aware that there's some things she could clear up on her end too, given how little she was willing to communicate in the heat of the moment.]
There's probably a lot about vampires at home that I didn't explain well at the time because... well, I was upset too. It's, uh, not really like here. When someone gets turned into a vampire at home, they're gone - a demon sets up shop in their body, and it walks and talks like them, and it's got their memories, but it's - it's more like a really, really smart Grimm that can trick you into thinking it's still your friend, until it decides to kill you. That's what I worried had happened to Oz.
[He sighs, and it's a little tired. Forgiveness, as always, is a choice, and it's one he can't half-ass. He can either let it go, or not. He closes his eyes, gives himself a last opportunity to nurse that hurt, and then ... releases it, lets it drift away on the wind like a floating lantern.]
...It's fine. I don't talk about it much.
[Actively avoids talking about it, actually. And unlike the rest of the residents at the time, Willow wasn't someone he really knew himself when she moved in; she was more a mutual friend through Ozpin than anything in the first couple months they lived together. He couldn't gauge how she'd react if he told her, and then the whole vampire incident just made him think that she wouldn't accept him at all. This is a kinder reaction than he'd expected, which makes it easier for him to continue to engage this conversation at all.
He shakes his head.]
Guess we could've done a better job getting to know each other after you moved in. That's not too different from a kind of Grimm we have, actually. The Chill. ...It got my sister, last year. Oz was the one who ended up having to put her down, after she killed me and Clover.
[So really it's particularly on the nose that Oz ended up in this situation.]
The Chill does sound like vampires where I'm from. I'm sorry about what happened to you, Clover, and your sister. It couldn't have been easy for any of you to have to deal with.
[Not wanting to talk much about his semblance is understandable, Willow thinks, and she's not about to pry further. Clearly it's a pain point, and in spite of living in the same house, it's not as though they're particularly close. It made it much harder to trust him and his intentions after his reaction to learning what had been going on with Ozpin.
It hits her that Qrow probably didn't feel much differently about her.]
We both lead pretty busy lives - it makes it kind of hard to find time to just hang out sometimes. Especially in a place like this. Maybe we should change that, though? I'd like to get to know you better.
It was worse for Ruby. She was all but left alone when all that went down.
[There was ... Oz .... but they were not even nearly on proper speaking terms at that point.
Which is a way of deflecting the compassion directed in his direction in the midst of this particular conversation, but listen. It's fine. He's fine.
When Willow makes her offer, though, he hesitates, briefly. He's not entirely convinced he's prepared to make the leap from forgiveness to trying to build something closer, but he supposes there's no harm in just casually hanging out. Knowing Trench, it's only a matter of time before they get thrown into some kind of traumatic situation or another together.]
...Sure, why not. I know some pretty kickass cafes around here.
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I'm sorry. I didn't know. That suddenly makes a lot more sense - I thought you were just mad because it was Ozpin. I didn't realize...
[She sighs. The context does certainly does help explain a lot more about why Qrow reacted so strongly, and was so slow to forgive her and she's well aware that there's some things she could clear up on her end too, given how little she was willing to communicate in the heat of the moment.]
There's probably a lot about vampires at home that I didn't explain well at the time because... well, I was upset too. It's, uh, not really like here. When someone gets turned into a vampire at home, they're gone - a demon sets up shop in their body, and it walks and talks like them, and it's got their memories, but it's - it's more like a really, really smart Grimm that can trick you into thinking it's still your friend, until it decides to kill you. That's what I worried had happened to Oz.
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...It's fine. I don't talk about it much.
[Actively avoids talking about it, actually. And unlike the rest of the residents at the time, Willow wasn't someone he really knew himself when she moved in; she was more a mutual friend through Ozpin than anything in the first couple months they lived together. He couldn't gauge how she'd react if he told her, and then the whole vampire incident just made him think that she wouldn't accept him at all. This is a kinder reaction than he'd expected, which makes it easier for him to continue to engage this conversation at all.
He shakes his head.]
Guess we could've done a better job getting to know each other after you moved in. That's not too different from a kind of Grimm we have, actually. The Chill. ...It got my sister, last year. Oz was the one who ended up having to put her down, after she killed me and Clover.
[So really it's particularly on the nose that Oz ended up in this situation.]
Private;
[Not wanting to talk much about his semblance is understandable, Willow thinks, and she's not about to pry further. Clearly it's a pain point, and in spite of living in the same house, it's not as though they're particularly close. It made it much harder to trust him and his intentions after his reaction to learning what had been going on with Ozpin.
It hits her that Qrow probably didn't feel much differently about her.]
We both lead pretty busy lives - it makes it kind of hard to find time to just hang out sometimes. Especially in a place like this. Maybe we should change that, though? I'd like to get to know you better.
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[There was ... Oz .... but they were not even nearly on proper speaking terms at that point.
Which is a way of deflecting the compassion directed in his direction in the midst of this particular conversation, but listen. It's fine. He's fine.
When Willow makes her offer, though, he hesitates, briefly. He's not entirely convinced he's prepared to make the leap from forgiveness to trying to build something closer, but he supposes there's no harm in just casually hanging out. Knowing Trench, it's only a matter of time before they get thrown into some kind of traumatic situation or another together.]
...Sure, why not. I know some pretty kickass cafes around here.