unfourtune:
there’s a fond smile on his lips, small but very present, from the moment he brings up his niece–it’s something that happens instantly every single time, and it always has with both yang and ruby. it’s almost impossible not to feel that familiar, pleasant warmth in his chest when he’s talking about his family, especially when he feels safe to show just a little bit more vulnerability. jaune isn’t his friend, but at least he can trust him with this.
“heh. only the good things, i hope,” he responds rather casually, closing his fist around the casing once again and slipping it into his pocket, “not that they’d ever have it in ‘em to talk down on me.”
it makes qrow more human to him, when he considers how much the man cares for his family. not to say he’s heartless or a monster, but jaune has seen more of the negative traits in qrow than the ones soft and warm like these. drunk, angry, doubtful, those sorts of things. but this was...genuine.
“well, ruby usually always has good things to say about you,” he replies honestly. ruby thought the entire world of her uncle. yang loved him, too, but she’s been more...open about his shortcomings in the times they’ve talked. he doesn’t feel the need to elaborate on this, though.
“yang told me you helped ruby make her scythe,” he comments, “you must know a lot about weapons.”
