[Qrow doesn't flinch, but he does move back. The confetti is so bizarre it almost takes him out of the emotional strike. Lion died. They died. At the docks? Fuck if Qrow knows. But the confetti might actually be the bigger threat.

Gods. What a dumbass world he's in.]

You're doing a lot of script-writing here, Lion. You sure you don't want to just write out the whole dialogue for us, hire a troupe, and let us watch the conversation you're real confident we're having?