I should hope not. I'd be concerned for Ange if her little brother condoned the mass murder of her family.
[Sayo can't even bring herself to laugh at her own morbid quip. She just keeps on breaking down the small, humble life that she'd built in the Clockhouse for herself (no, for Shannon) into boxes. Notebooks for her classes that she filled out with Willow's help. Schematics for that prank she reluctantly canceled on Qrow's advice. Notes from Ruby about how to maintenance her new weapons.
All gone. All in the past. Sayo can tell herself that this is for the best, but she still feels as if each time she puts something else away, she's taking another step across a void that she'll plummet into if she looks down.
What's worse is knowing that whatever selfish, petty grief she's feeling, Ange and Jessica's pain must be many times worse.]
...then could you do me a favor, Oscar?
I know you're already looking after Ange, but... when Jessica gets back, please... keep an eye on her.
[...He knew a little about being selfish. After all, it was his own desperation that had played a role in getting an actual child killed for his own freedom-- and that was not something he could qute forgive himself for.]
I will, [he promised quietly.]
They're both important parts of this household. And, for what it's worth, so were you.
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[Sayo can't even bring herself to laugh at her own morbid quip. She just keeps on breaking down the small, humble life that she'd built in the Clockhouse for herself (no, for Shannon) into boxes. Notebooks for her classes that she filled out with Willow's help. Schematics for that prank she reluctantly canceled on Qrow's advice. Notes from Ruby about how to maintenance her new weapons.
All gone. All in the past. Sayo can tell herself that this is for the best, but she still feels as if each time she puts something else away, she's taking another step across a void that she'll plummet into if she looks down.
What's worse is knowing that whatever selfish, petty grief she's feeling, Ange and Jessica's pain must be many times worse.]
...then could you do me a favor, Oscar?
I know you're already looking after Ange, but... when Jessica gets back, please... keep an eye on her.
Ange wasn't the only person I hurt.
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I will, [he promised quietly.]
They're both important parts of this household. And, for what it's worth, so were you.
wrap here?
[Sayo freezes when Oscar's words sink in, still hunched over one of her many, many boxes of books. She doesn't move, or speak at all.
But Oscar, if he's paying attention, might see the tears falling.]
I... need to finish up here. [At the very least, her voice doesn't betray her.] Lawrence-sensei will be arriving soon.
Oscar, I...
[A deep, shuddering breath.]
Goodbye.