let me go

"Besides," Clover adds, reaching up with his uninjured hand to wipe tears off Qrow's cheek in a manner which the elder can only call affectionate, "I barely see you around enough as it is."

That startles Qrow. "We're… on missions every day though?"

Clover shakes his head. "It's not enough for me."

"Don't bullshit me-"

"I'm not. Do I have to spell it out?"

He flashes Qrow a wry grin before his eyelids begin to droop.

Qrow wants to scream. The medics will be there soon, so Clover just needs to hold on a little longer- just a little longer-