let me go

He is crying.

Qrow Branwen, one of the top Huntsmen of the Kingdom of Vale, the man partnered up on missions with the most elite soldier in the Kingdom of Atlas, is crying.

For the briefest moment, naught more than a heartbeat, he feels shame; he wants to shove it down, hide away his feelings, swallow them with a drink or with a body in his bed or with the pain of battle-

But he does not hide it. He allows the tears to finally spill forth, rolling unceremoniously down his cheeks.

He is sick and tired of losing people, and Clover needs to know that Qrow won't be able to handle losing him, too.