"Works for me," he answers, with a shrug. For Qrow, these images aren't really something he cares to linger in. He and the others had made the choice to leave Remnant behind, for good, and it's hard enough to let lost family go without having these regular reminders dig into his chest.

"Hey girls, looks like a friend's going to join us today too. Say hi to Paul."

"Yay! Hi Pauly!" chirps little Ruby. Yang's greeting is quieter, more sullen. "Hi."

And it's as though that's the memory's cue to zip forward in time, letting the script play out with Paul a silent observer. At the end of it, Qrow comes back into himself as Ruby sleeps on his lap and Yang's run off back into the house to sort herself out. He doesn't go after her, if only because he's always understood the need to lick your wounds in peace. And ever since she learned the truth about who Qrow really is to her, biological uncle rather than honorary alone, he's struggled to know what to say. He is, after all, poor substitute for the mother she lost, and a reminder of the one who left her.

Qrow sighs, feeling tired. He turns to Paul, offering him one of the picnic sandwiches.

"So...questions. Where do you want to start?"