[Ozpin is met with radio silence as he pulls that security blanket of "some people" right out from under Qrow. He can't do this. He's not ready for this conversation. All he wanted was to know if Oz had found someone or if he was still in need, and now they've come to this.
It's a full hour before he even touches his watch again; he takes the time to get halfway to hammered on blood-laced alcohol at the vampire bar before he feels even remotely competent to touch that last message (or any that have come in since), and he almost doesn't do it even then. Any talk of transfiguration into birds is dropped outright as unimportant, and he settles down on a bench in a park to try to sort out how to explain anything of what he feels or if he should even bother. He's downed about a quarter of the flask he keeps on his person in addition to what he had at the bar by the time Oz gets a reply.]
there isn't anyone i trust as much as you it's not about that if you need someone i'll do it, that's not even a question alright but i shit oz i don't even like being in my head you don't need to be here too when there's other options
[ Well that radio silence isn't worrying or anything, Qrow?? But perhaps he might have pushed the other man too far? He knows he's...not the best of people for this either. Even his own stance on bonds is tenuous at best. Having to share all of that with one person relies on a rather strong amount of trust. Something that Ozpin doesn't even think he himself is ready for, but then again who is? Ozpin's past is just as bad in terms of keeping people close as Qrow's seemed to be.
So he could understand the reasoning of the other to not entirely want to do this. So he reads the flurry of incoming texts with narrowed eyes, before sighing and responding. ]
And you think mine is...much better? No one is perfect, Qrow, not even myself. But if there is anyone here I can put my trust in...it is going to be you. After all we've known each other for many years now.
[ Lies and half truths aside he does mean it, well, as much as he can. Ozpin has never been good at trusting anyone but in a place where it's implemented in such a way...well Qrow was definitely someone he would choose. ]
But if it makes you uncomfortable...I don't mind finding someone else. But I am worried about you.
cw alcoholism reference
It's a full hour before he even touches his watch again; he takes the time to get halfway to hammered on blood-laced alcohol at the vampire bar before he feels even remotely competent to touch that last message (or any that have come in since), and he almost doesn't do it even then. Any talk of transfiguration into birds is dropped outright as unimportant, and he settles down on a bench in a park to try to sort out how to explain anything of what he feels or if he should even bother. He's downed about a quarter of the flask he keeps on his person in addition to what he had at the bar by the time Oz gets a reply.]
there isn't anyone i trust as much as you
it's not about that
if you need someone i'll do it, that's not even a question alright
but i
shit oz
i don't even like being in my head
you don't need to be here too when there's other options
no subject
So he could understand the reasoning of the other to not entirely want to do this. So he reads the flurry of incoming texts with narrowed eyes, before sighing and responding. ]
And you think mine is...much better?
No one is perfect, Qrow, not even myself.
But if there is anyone here I can put my trust in...it is going to be you.
After all we've known each other for many years now.
[ Lies and half truths aside he does mean it, well, as much as he can. Ozpin has never been good at trusting anyone but in a place where it's implemented in such a way...well Qrow was definitely someone he would choose. ]
But if it makes you uncomfortable...I don't mind finding someone else.
But I am worried about you.