let me go

by Faulty Paragon

Qrow does not want to lose anyone ever again. He would be happy to work alone forever if he could keep his loved ones safe. After one rough mission by Clover's side, his determination is finally challenged. He's got a good luck charm now, after all. -aka a short drabble collection following how Qrow finally understands just how much Clover is willing to give him.

1. Chapter 1

A/N: This is a drabble collection, set in V7. Fair Game.

let me go

There is nothing more jarring than fighting against other humans. Qrow knows he should be alright with it; he was raised in it, amidst the endless need for bloodshed, for violence, for victory, after all. His earliest memories are painted just as red as his irises, dripping off steel, not the white bone claws and fangs of the Grimm. He should always be ready to fight against other people.

Perhaps Raven is right. Perhaps he has grown too weak for this world. Perhaps he is not meant to survive in Remnant.

He wonders faintly how Clover is handling this battle.