[ It's soft, and lingers. Ozpin laces his fingers and inspects his clasped hands a moment.
Carefully: ]
This world purports to be a second chance for all of us. A life away from those we led before. I think, perhaps, her situation here is easier than it would have been in Deerington; none of us need to fear a return.
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[ It's soft, and lingers. Ozpin laces his fingers and inspects his clasped hands a moment.
Carefully: ]
This world purports to be a second chance for all of us. A life away from those we led before. I think, perhaps, her situation here is easier than it would have been in Deerington; none of us need to fear a return.
[ He looks up to regard her again. ]
It can simply be a fresh start.