[ The hideout reminds Qrow of his past, and he doesn't like it. Growing up in a tribe of bandits and murderers was the worst. Still, despite his disdain for his background, he doesn't seem all too uncomfortable. He sits across Cree, leans back on his chair, and cross his legs.
A quick glance at the bird, then at Cree. It's easy for Qrow to differentiate if a bird if special or not.
He doesn't spare a greeting, but he does wave a hand as he speaks. ]
So, is this temporary truce going to do any good for either city once it's over?
[ He doubts it. The whole situation is an awkward mess, and from the display he saw between Simwe and Shanrian, things remain tense. It's probably best to hear from an "expert's opinion" at this moment, though. ]
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A quick glance at the bird, then at Cree. It's easy for Qrow to differentiate if a bird if special or not.
He doesn't spare a greeting, but he does wave a hand as he speaks. ]
So, is this temporary truce going to do any good for either city once it's over?
[ He doubts it. The whole situation is an awkward mess, and from the display he saw between Simwe and Shanrian, things remain tense. It's probably best to hear from an "expert's opinion" at this moment, though. ]