[There's that little exhale, a small expression of his recognition of that word's unique ability to get to him. It's so casually used so often, but he can never quite ignore it. A reaction always comes out one way or another.
The teacher, though. Qrow watches him rather than looks at Ryuji. The fingers of one hand tap against his arm, the clear irritation shining through.]
I'll give him ten more minutes to prove me wrong. As a professional courtesy. Then I'll do something.
[And that something will be......
....pick a fight and then be a petty-ass ho. Hey Ryuji maybe widen the net on your search for decent adult male role models, because Qrow is not a great option.]
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The teacher, though. Qrow watches him rather than looks at Ryuji. The fingers of one hand tap against his arm, the clear irritation shining through.]
I'll give him ten more minutes to prove me wrong. As a professional courtesy. Then I'll do something.
[And that something will be......
....pick a fight and then be a petty-ass ho. Hey Ryuji maybe widen the net on your search for decent adult male role models, because Qrow is not a great option.]