[Anyone's old school probably isn't the memory they think of most, though. Shinji doesn't say it. He's not exactly one to talk about confronting your emotions or talking about them, after all.
The simulation starts to fade away, and Shinjiro would sigh in relief, but instead of the Quad, they find themselves on a section of street Qrow might recognize from a few weeks ago, sky a sickly green, rather than the pleasantly blue and cloudless of Beacon's courtyard. Shinji groans.]
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[Anyone's old school probably isn't the memory they think of most, though. Shinji doesn't say it. He's not exactly one to talk about confronting your emotions or talking about them, after all.
The simulation starts to fade away, and Shinjiro would sigh in relief, but instead of the Quad, they find themselves on a section of street Qrow might recognize from a few weeks ago, sky a sickly green, rather than the pleasantly blue and cloudless of Beacon's courtyard. Shinji groans.]
--Seriously?