So what you're telling me is your soul killed someone.

[He knows it will be a slap in the face. And maybe it's a mistake, but Qrow has never had the spark the others had—Tai's firm kindness, the soft strength of Summer's love, Oz's supportive faith. Qrow cannot be that. He is only himself, blunt and cursed and trying to get through.]

I'm not telling you to get over the guilt. You're going to live with that forever, and I'm not going to lie and say it'll get easier, either. But if you keep going the way you are now, you're only going to end up with more weight on your back.