[ qrow, that makes literally no sense, but he is the one funding this expedition. best to let him talk. she rolls her eyes but offers no further commentary on the botched comparison, opting to flip through the options on the nearest rack instead. ]

Knowing my moms, the mall cop and manager deserved it. [ for once, thinking about either of them doesn't trigger an avalanche of grief. ] And yeah, we did have to run from security, thank you very much. The librarians at Beacon might not sound as vicious as mall cops, [ yang shoots him a smirk over her shoulder, ] but they were scarier than a pack of Ursa.

Thankfully, Pyrrha talked them down from a month to a week. We were lucky to have her around.

[ again, thinking of her doesn't overwhelm her with grief, only a simple, sunny nostalgia that warms yang from her head to her toes. it's a good day. ]