Hello!

Phew … It was harder than I thought, I had to rewrite the middle part 3 times!

So, you'll notice that I changed the format of the dialogues from -dialogues to "dialogues", just like my two other fics, and one of the reasons this chap took so long to post is because while I was writing, I was also changing the format of the previous chapters, which takes an eternity … I didn't do it for Part I because I think it doesn't need it, but I already rewrote the prologue and first two chapters of Part II, and I'm still working on chap 3. I won't change anything to the story so when I'll post the modified version (not before quite some time), you won't have to reread everything if you don't want to.

Also, I started a new fic again, about team STRQ (how surprising), and it's a role reversal! Basically I mixed up characters' personality, their role in the story, mostly for comical purposes so don't take it too seriously, just enjoy! Also please respect the time it took me to find them a color themed team name starting with an R, I still hesitate between RSTQ (Rustic) and RQST (Rosette, with the Q used as an O, I like it but it kinda sucks to have "rose" in the name of a team that isn't led by a Rose, or Request, which isn't a color at all …), so the fic is called RSTQ for now, but I might change it in the future.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now approaching the aerodrome of Mistral." The pilot's voice announced through the speakers.

Robyn barely heard it, too busy thinking about her situation and considering all the possible outcomes, good and bad. Qrow might have assured her that they could trust Oceane, there was no way she would approaching Falcon before the assassin could make sure she had no intention of to betray them. Even if she had to use her Semblance.

The ship landed and Robyn stretched out, before stomping over to the meeting point, the Hiddenhouse. She and Falcon often stopped there to rest, although they kept their passages irregular in case someone was looking for them, another habit Robyn had picked up to calm her little apprentice's paranoia.

She felt bad for leaving Falcon in Mantle, but if she had told her she was going to see the Huntress who recognized her, she would again have had a panic attack or exploded with rage in the middle of the town, Atlas soldiers would have spotted her, and she didn't even want to think about the panic it would have generated … Falcon really needed to calm down, but there weren't many things that were big and solid enough to let off steam on without drawing attention, especially since she apparently wasn't even at her full potential with her powers.

Speaking of powers, Qrow promised to tell her everything, about Falcon's powers, about the people chasing her, about what happened to her mother … And as much Robyn was dying to know the truth, she had to admit she was a bit scared. All she knew about it was the consequences it had on the sanity of a child she had become very attached to, and even Qrow had his voice shaking when he called her. None of this was very appealing, but she needed to know, for Falcon.

When she arrived at the abandoned mansion, she saw no sign that anyone was inside, but she knew not to trust it. Qrow wouldn't miss this meeting. Robyn walked up the stairs into the garden that led to a terrace on the first floor, and started looking for the alcoholic moron. Maybe she could smell him, who knows? She didn't know exactly what he was drinking, but it was strong enough to make him smell like-…

"… An arrogant bitch with the composure of a ticking time bomb."

Robyn stopped, and slowly turned her head to the room from which Qrow's voice was coming, down the hall. An arrogant bitch?!

"That's it?" a female voice said, probably Oceane, as Robyn tiptoed closer, "I expected worse. And I know it's a little late to ask, but are you sure we can trust her?" Robyn rolled her eyes from the other side of the door. She should be the one asking that …

"I wouldn't be about to tell her about Salem if I wasn't sure." Qrow replied.

"You could do it for lack of options, she's taking care of a Maiden in case you forgot." » Oceane pointed out. Robyn frowned in confusion. Salem? Maiden? What the hell were they talking about? She wouldn't know unless she asked. But the moron better keep stick to his words and tell her everything, or she was going to get really pissed off.

Ready to use her crossbow in case of a bad surprise, Robyn opened the door to the room, a guest bedroom, to find the two Huntsmen, one sitting on the edge of an old four-poster bed, and the another on a window sill with a half empty whiskey bottle in his hand. The first thing the assassin noticed was the absurd amount of bandages on the Huntress's body, and she couldn't help but put on a little proud smile. Falcon hadn't missed her target as much as she thought.

"You know, it's very rude to talk about people behind their back." She said with a smirk.

"And it's just as rude to be late for a meeting you set yourself." The Huntress replied calmly, earning a glare from Robyn. She better not mess with her, she might be injured, but that didn't make her harmless, and Robyn wouldn't take any chances.

"Are you sure we can trust her?" She asked Qrow, frowning.

"You don't really have a choice, either you or him. »Oceane answered for her.

Robyn turned again to Oceane, who was looking right at her eyes. This discussion wasn't starting well at all! If she could trust Qrow to an extent, she had no reason to trust an unknown Huntress who worked for the opposing side, especially if she behaved like she had the advantage when she looked like a mummy! Answering instead of Qrow wasn't helping her!

"What's that supposed to mean?" The assassin asked accusingly.

Qrow sighed and motioned for her to sit on a trunk that was placed so that it formed a triangle between the three of them. Robyn reluctantly sat down, but took note of the huge dark circles he had under his eyes. Looked like Falcon wasn't the only one who had it pretty bad for the last few days, it pained her a bit to see him in such bad shape … He better get get his shit together before seeing the kid again.

"We can trust her." Qrow finally said without too much energy.

"How can you tell?" Robyn asked, crossing her arms. Of course she could use her Semblance, but she preferred to keep her best card for emergencies.

"Well first, the fact that she is clearly not in a state to fight, and most importantly …" Qrow began before stopping, looking at Oceane hesitantly, as if in search of support. Robyn had to refrain from stamping her foot impatiently. Falcon was all alone in Mantle right now, she couldn't waste her time here waiting for them to finish making dramatic pauses!

Finally, Qrow let out a long, resigned sigh, he really looked exhausted, and found the strength to lift his head up and look her straight in the eye for the first time since she entered the room.

"What's your favorite fairy tale?"

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"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Mom!"

Ruby didn't even wait for her dad and rushed to her mom. She was used to her going on missions, often longer than that, but it was the first time she came back injured. It had been panic at home when they found out, even though they had been told she was okay. Her dad had even locked himself in his room for days without eating, or cooking. Fortunately, Summer had already taught her how to cook simple meals. His mom knew how to do everything!

"I missed you mom!" Ruby cried happily in her mother's arms.

"Me too my little flower. Summer replied, rubbing her head.

Ruby felt her dad join in the hug, and a smile curved her lips as she thought of how frightened they had been. Her mom was the best Huntress in the world, how silly of them to worry so much about a broken leg.

She was just a little sad that her uncle Qrow didn't come home with her mother. He had kept her company in the hospital, and it was very kind of him, but apparently he had another mission right after, as always.

Ruby loved her uncle very much, he was the very definition of the word 'cool', he had a cool scythe gun sword, he traveled around the world on cool top secret missions, and he had a cool style! It was actually to look like him that she wore a red cape, and not a white one like her mother! Even though she didn't know why he came home one day with a torn cape … But it didn't matter, it made him look even cooler! Oh! Maybe a Grimm had attacked him from behind and he had dodged before killing it, but a claw had torn his cape in the movement! Wow!

The only thing that wasn't cool was his alcoholism. According to her mom, when she met him he would just drink at parties or with friends, with only a drink here and there the rest of the time, so Ruby had never noticed hit before her parents told her. Now she saw him drink from his gourd every five minutes and being drunk seemed to have become his default state, although he had never been violent or mean as she had been told alcoholics usually were, or at least she had never seen him. On the other hand, she saw him become more and more sad, he came to see her less and less often, he no longer spoke to her dad, he didn't have as many fascinating stories to tell her …

She still didn't know why he became like that, her parents refused to talk about it, and sometimes she felt like an intruder, like she was the only one not in the secret.

"How about we go get some ice cream? I need to get rid of the taste of hospital food. Summer offered with a big smile.

"Strawberry chocolate for me!" Ruby exclaimed.

It was decided, the next time she saw her uncle, she would do everything in her power to make him smile again! Because that's what real heroes did! Like her mom, her dad, and her uncle!

" … And that's about it." Qrow finished with a tired sigh, "So? Does it give you a better idea of the situation?"

Robyn didn't respond immediately, still staring at Qrow with a lost and stunned look.

It was the craziest thing she had ever heard, and in any other context she would have just thought someone was making fun of her … Except that, as crazy and improbable as it was, it fit with what she knew, it explained Falcon's multiple Semblances, it explained the witch, it explained her fear of Ozpin, it explained why she was so uncomfortable with law enforcement, it explained why Atlas was after a kid, it explained why her mother before her had the same problem.

Raven Branwen had escaped from a cult. But since the people in it were all good guys in society, turning her back on them automatically made her a bad guy. No wonder the little one wanted to remain a criminal if that was what the good guys looked like …

"So…" she started very slowly, "Falcon has magic powers … and the witch, Salem, wants to take them from her and use them to… do villain things … so Ozpin, an almighty magician sent by the Gods, protects the Maidens from her … but you recently found out thanks to Falcon's mother that he too is an asshole, so we have to protect firecracker ourselves." She summed up, rubbing her temple, "Did I forget something?"

She still had a hard time realizing how far this was going. These people … Ozpin … He was in control of all of Remnant, pure and simple. He was the boss of all the other Headmasters, he had control over all the Academies and only had to bend down to pick up his next followers, as he apparently did for Qrow and Raven, he enlisted children using their doubts about the path they wanted to take, their desire to help, their guilt if they refused … It disgusted her. She already found that Atlas had a lot of nerve with their propaganda to join the army, but it was even worse, on a larger scale and much more vicious … There was no way she would let them get their hands on Falcon.

Qrow let out a deep sigh, "No, that's exactly it." He said before taking a few sips, "I know it's a lot to take in, we all needed some time to really figure out what was going on."

"I can imagine … Holy shit, that's the last thing I expected." She whispered, shaking her head.

"So, now that you've got the full story, you'll be able to help us keep Falcon away from Ozpin." Oceane said crossing her arms, making Robyn frown. As if that wasn't what she had been doing for years …

"Yeah yeah …" Robyn sighed in annoyance. She didn't like this Huntress, she just got here and she already thought she was the leader of the group! "Let's see, it's already the second time that Falcon almost got caught, even if it didn't end too badly this time, it's only a matter of time before it happens again, especially if Ozpin has spies like you two everywhere." She said shaking her head. It was just like the army, they were everywhere to 'help', but it was precisely them being everywhere that caused problems.

"The ideal situation would be for her to stop being an assassin, to do something with a trace that is more difficult to trace." Oceane offered, "But I guess if it was that simple it would already be done." She supposed looking at Qrow who nodded.

"She feels safer in crime, she grew up in it, she knows what to expect, but if you put her in a school or something like that she'll just collapse in paranoia." He explained in a tired voice taking a few more sips, "Besides, Rook can keep an eye on her, I trust her for that …"

The last part surprised Robyn, more than she would admit. Qrow and she had never gotten along, where did this sudden trust come from? Was it because she was taking care of Falcon? But she told him from the start that she would watch over her … On the other hand, she could understand that he was suspicious, she had been suspicious too after all. But hey, they both cared about Falcon, that was a fact. Maybe she should make an effort too then …

"I see … If you say so then I believe you. But that doesn't solve the problem. We have to prevent accidents like this from happening again." Oceane concluded, then she turned to Robyn, "Got any ideas how to adapt your missions?"

"I've already reduced the number of missions and I avoid the too noticeable ones, it's the most I can do." Robyn explained with a frown, she was already putting Mantle at risk by reducing her activities, she loved Falcon but there were limits to what she could do, "And don't try to pin this on me, every time things went south it was because one of your guys was there!"

"I'm not trying to blame anyone, I'm trying to find solutions." Oceane assured her, raising her hands in front of her," You're right, altercations with our group are what causes problems, that's what must be avoided." Oceane closed her eyes and brought her hand to her chin to think, "Unfortunately we can't know the position of every member at all time, even Ozpin doesn't always know where we are." Her accusing gaze turned to Qrow, who looked away, taking a few sips. A smirk formed on Robyn's lips, not the kind to keep in touch eh.

"So what do we do?" Robyn asked, "I'm okay to end a mission when I spot someone from your group, but I doubt it'll be enough."

"Hmm…" Oceane closed her eyes, "Ozpin already knows that Falcon is a Maiden, it doesn't matter if someone reports it to him, what we need to do is preventing him from making the connection with Raven."

"We tried to make her wear a mask but she didn't want to, she finds it ridiculous." Robyn sighed.

"Well, she's going to have to suck it up, because if she gets caught we're all dead." Oceane said in an authoritative tone that the assassin didn't like at all.

"'Dead'? Are you sure you're the good guys?" She retorted with a smirk, which she lost when something hit her in the head, "Hey! "

""Problem fixed." The Huntress shrugged. Robyn frowned and looked down at the object that was now on her lap, it was the pair of golden aviator goggles that Oceane wore as a headband.

"You really think a pair of glasses will do?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Have you ever seen a photo of Raven? They look a lot alike but the first time I met Falcon even I didn't understand immediately, she looked familiar but that's it. » Oceane explained. Robyn had seen a few images of Raven before, but never clear enough or close enough, just enough to know that she had red eyes, pale skin, and dark, wild hair like Falcon's. Ironically, the girlprobably looked more like her mother when she activated her Semblance. Speaking of Semblance, she should remember to ask her what it really was, now that she knew that Falcon's flames were magic … Magic dammit …!

"What about her sword? It's her mother's, it's already a miracle that she has gone so unnoticed for so long." Robyn pointed out, "Well, I guess we can always try to convince her to use her tantôs." Falcon had never used them, not even for training, but if she couldn't use her sword anymore, it was probably the best option.

"What tantôs?" Oceane asked.

"The ones her mother had made for her just before she died. She never used them because it's a double weapon and, well, only one arm, but if it's to escape Ozpin she could just use one." Robyn explainded.

"It's an excellent idea." Oceane nodded, then she lifted her head snapping her fingers, "It reminds me, there's something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"What?"

"Her powers, Qrow told me she was stuck."

"And you know how to unlock it?" Robyn assumed.

"I have a few ideas, but it depends a lot on her." She explained, "No matter what happens, she needs to learn to control her powers. I had a Maiden as my teammate and I saw her training, I know a bit about it."

Robyn raised an eyebrow. She had been in a team with a Maiden? It must have been a hell of an experience … Did that mean that a girl with fucking magic powers had spent four years in a school with hundreds of Huntsmen in training, and no one ever noticed anything? How many incredible things had passed under the noses of the whole world …?

"Alright …" She gave in. She didn't like Oceane, but if she could help Falcon control her powers then it was worth the risk. With a sigh, she rubbed the back of her head, "Damn, I still can't believe this is real magic. I mean, I was expecting it to be some sort of hereditary stuff or some kind of science experiment, but instead you're telling me you're coming from a cult? Come on …"

Robyn shook her head, then looked up again at her two new colleagues, only to see that they were looking at her with a shocked look on their faces. Why were they looking at her like that? She was the one who had just learned a thousand unbelievable things, not the other way around. What did she-…

"A cult …?" Qrow repeated, more for himself than for her.

"Yeah." Robyn shrugged, "I mean you believe in Gods who sent you a prophet with the mission to fight the incarnation of evil – which you apparently never saw with your own eyes, the guy created a group of which he selects the members himself when they are still young and impressionable and has the final say on absolutely everything, those who are in blindly dedicate their entire lives to him, and those like Falcon's mother who disagree with him are bound to be wrong and have to cut off contact with everyone, including their families, in order to have peace. I'm sorry, but it straight up sounds like a cult to me."

"What… no! It's-…! It's not the same thing! We-…! You-…!" Qrow stuttered panicking, then turned to Oceane, "Oceane help me! Say something!" He begged her.

Coming out of her state of shock, Oceane thought for a few moments, before shaking her head, "Sorry Qrow, but she's got a point …" she said in a sorry tone.

A silence heavier than a Goliath fell across the room for a few moments, and Robyn saw Qrow's face lose all of its color as his eyes began to shine and fill with despair. Suddenly he stood up and smashed his empty bottle on the floor before storming out of the room, slamming the door behind him, breaking it in the process.

Silence returned, and the two women now alone looked at each other, one in confusion, the other in anger.

"Did I say something I shouldn't have …?"

As he walked away from the mansion, Qrow bumped into a tree, almost hard enough to knock him down. He wasn't running, he was just walking straight ahead without paying any attention to where he was going.

A cult. A. FUCKING! Cult.

He wasn't in a cult! Gods and magic really existed, he had seen it with his own eyes, he could even turn into a bird himself! And it was only natural that Ozpin would choose who was in the group, he had been there a lot longer than them, he had more experience, he knew what kind of person would help them in their fight, and it was also normal that the members were young, they were at Beacon, Ozpin didn't decide on the average age of the students! … In fact, yes, he was the one who had created the Academies, and he ran them all … He had let him and Raven attend Beacon even though they were bandits, and Summer had been accepted early when she clearly didn't have the level at the time … because she had Silver Eyes …? But …!

Qrow stumbled over a root that protruded from the ground and sprawled out face first in the leaves. He stood up, growling loudly, and slashed his sword on the root with all his might.

Ozpin had given him a chance despite his Semblance, he had helped him leave the bandit life and use his skills to do good, to protect Remnant! He had taken him under his wing and guided him when he was torn by doubt, when he didn't know who to choose between his tribe and his team …! He … he had taken advantage of his weakness to recruit him … to recruit him and Raven… Raven … Oh no, Raven …!

"AAAAAAAARGH!" With a desperate cry, Qrow slashed several trees with his scythe.

He had always been alone and rejected because of his Semblance. All his life. So when Ozpin had extended a friendly hand to him, accepted him and showed him a better path than the one he believed he had to take, he didn't hesitated, he grabbed it and never let go. He followed him blindly without ever questioning him, he had put his life in Ozpin's hands. All his life.

When was the last time he'd done something for himself? Something that wasn't about Ozpin, Salem, or the Maidens? He had no hobbies, because it would be wasting time that he could use to gather intel about Salem, and he had no friends outside of the group, because he would have to lie to them and hide things from them, and he wouldn't have time to visit them. It was so much easier to stay within the limits that Ozpin had quietly imposed on them, neither of them had ever thought of getting out, they were just fine within the limits. But if they weren't, then too bad for them. You were with Ozpin, or against him. A circle closed from the rest of the world that could only be crossed one way.

A fucking cult.

Qrow let Harbinger fall to the ground, and started hitting a tree with his bare fists.

Raven was right. She had understood, she had seen what was under their noses that they had never noticed, their eyes too fixed on Ozpin to see anything else. They had been blinded by his reassuring words, his encouragement, his promises that they were doing the right thing, and all the help he gave them to help them move in the right direction. The direction he wanted. And not another.

For ten years they had all considered Raven a criminal, a traitor, a coward. But in reality she had been the bravest. She had had the courage to give up her dreams, to turn her back on her family, to accept their hate and their anger without complaint, she had questioned everything she believed in and had accepted that the person who guided out them of the bandit life was only using them. She had had the courage to leave and accept the consequences. Otherwise she would have been torn from the inside, just like he was now.

Qrow's knuckles were bleeding when he finally stopped punching, and slid miserably against the tree, tears streaming profusely down his cheeks.

A cult. It was all they were. Not a big family, not a group of shadow protectors, just a bunch of teenagers who had been thrown sparkles in their eyes at the right time. They didn't need Ozpin to make their own family, they already had their teams and they had their whole lives ahead of them to befriend new people. They didn't need Ozpin to help make the world a better place and protect the innocent, they were already Huntsmen, that was the whole point of their profession. But the fight against Salem was real, and it wasn't something they could do on their own. It was the only argument in Ozpin's favor, the one thing they actually needed him for …

But if he had to choose between Ozpin and Yang … Between Summer Tai and Ruby, and Yang … He didn't want to choose, but he had already tried to do both, and here was the result. He couldn't. Yang was out of the circle, out of their cult, if he wanted to take care of her he would have to get out too, definitively, and turn his back on his family on Patch, his best friend, his team leader, his niece, everyone, everything he had ever dreamed of having … Just like Raven did …

Qrow took out his gourd with the firm intention of not leaving a drop in it, but to his dismay, it was already empty. So with another enraged cry, he threw it against a tree, and buried his head in his knees.

If only he could convince them to leave too. But if it was that simple, Raven would have done it already. If he told them about it, he would only cause more damage than he already had. Taiyang had every right to know that he had a daughter, and knowing him he would totally ignore the fact that she was a criminal, he married Raven after all. But, if he found out, he would quickly find himself in the same state as Qrow now, crushed under remorse for not having believed Raven, for not knowing that she had a daughter, that they had a daughter, having listened to Ozpin rather than the woman he loved, having remarried and had a child with Summer instead of trying to work things out with Raven when he knew exactly where she was. On the one hand he would absolutely want to help Yang, and on the other he would have to turn his back on Ozpin and the rest of the group too, including Summer and Ruby.

Damn if their group really was a cult, then Summer had been completely brainwashed. It was sad to say, but Qrow knew she would be on Ozpin's side rather than Yang's. If, or rather when Taiyang would realize it after learning the truth, it would inevitably end in a very ugly divorce, and poor Ruby would find herself torn between her parents without anyone able to tell her why. Ozpin would then be the only person Summer could turn to for support, and just like Raven had transmitted her fear of Ozpin to Yang, Summer would be transmitting her absolute trust to Ruby … Holy shit they were really in a cult …

There was no ideal solution. Qrow couldn't abandon Yang, Yang would never join their cult, Tai would choose Yang over Summer, Summer would never doubt Ozpin, Ruby wouldn't be able to choose between her parents, and Ozpin wouldn't let two generations of Silver Eyed warriors escape from him …

A bitter laugh escaped his lips.

It was one of the first lessons a Huntsman learned: You can't save everyone.

He was going to have to choose.

"Qrow?!" Yang yelled of surprise.

"Hi firecracker." Qrow said with a sad smile before taking a few sips from his gourd. The nickname Rook gave her suited her too well for him not to use it.

Yang was speechless for a few moments, before recovering and shaking her head, "What are you doing here? Where's Rook?" She asked, putting away her dagger.

She had little dark circles under her eyes and the tip of her nose and ears were pink from the cold, her hair was messy as usual, and her clothes were wet with snow and had dirt in some places, and he could see Raven's glove on her right arm. She looked okay, Rook said she had had a hard time eating, but she didn't seem to have lost any weight or color, and she didn't have that bored and annoyed look on her face that she had most of the time, in fact she seemed almost in a good mood, even though she wasn't smiling. And seeing her like that warmed Qrow's heart, and made his resolve stronger.

"She's out of town with Oceane." He explained as he sat down. He saw Yang tense up dangerously, and raised a hand before she did anything, "We've got the situation under control, she won't do anything. I promise."

Yang was skeptical, but she nodded anyway as she sat down on the couch, bringing her left leg against her to rest her arm on it. She looked so much like her, the same posture, the same attitude, the same way of speaking … the same vision of Ozpin … A few more sips.

"The three of us had a long discussion, and …" Qrow hesitated a moment, before finally speaking, "… we realized, Oceane and I, how much Raven was right. We can't trust Ozpin." He admitted, shamefully lowering his head.

Yang's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Qrow thought he saw a small smile almost cross her face, "Really?" She asked hopefully.

Qrow nodded firmly, "Yes, really."

"So … she's not going to report me to him?" Yang asked in the same voice as Ruby when he promised her candy.

"Nope." Qrow replied, taking a few sips. "In fact, she's even going to help us, mainly by keeping Ozpin on the wrong track for me."

Yang frowned, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Qrow slowly swallowed the rest of his gourd. He made up his mind. He chose Yang. "I'm leaving the group."

Yes you read that right!

In the category "I didn't plan this at all, I just wrote itself": Qrow, Ozpin's most loyal follower, is leaving the group! Or should I say the cult?

Yeah, I actually noticed it when writing Robyn's thought about Falcon MUCH earlier in the fic, because with the information she had it was a logic conclusion, but then I thought "hey, she's right, it IS a cult!", so I took it off and kept it for a better moment, which is now!

Seriously though, I don't know if that's what the writers of the show were going for, but the way their group work is really similar to a cult. I have a friend who tried to argue that if Raven really loved Yang she could have come visit her or send her letters instead of going no contact for 18 years, but when you think about it with the cult thing, you realize she couldn't, because Tai and Summer wouldn't have let her since she would have tried to "corrupt" Yang with her hate of Ozpin. See Qrow in my fic? that's basically how I think Raven would have ended if she had stayed with Tai without working for Ozpin. I mean, since team RWBY and JNPR join Ozpin's group, when did they ever do anything that wasn't related to the fight against Salem? Even Sun left right after Blake joined in! That guy is smarter than he looks …

And no, I'm not going to use it as an excuse to make everyone in the group look like bad guys, but right now, neither Qrow nor Yang is in the right mindset to be reasonable. That's what Oceane was created for, to be the neutral person when I need to show an objective point of view of a situation. As for Robyn … as I said, she's just like Raven, so it's logic that she comes to the same conclusion as her regarding Ozpin. But since she's not as involve, just don't touch her firecracker and the rest should be okay. For now.

See you next time!