Qrow can't help be a little endeared by how Paul reaches out to smooth Ruby's hair so it doesn't wake her up. He's never known the kid too well, beyond being caught up in all that mess with Oscar that he and the house got dragged into thereafter, but as far as proper first impressions go, his gentility with this young version of Ruby is certainly winning a good deal of favor in Qrow's eyes.

He smiles a little bit before he pulls his gaze away again, and for that brief moment he looks like a younger man. One less burdened by all the loss and grief.

The quiet lingers for some time, after that, Paul's words hanging in the air unanswered. It's simpler than that, yet also more complicated.

"Ruby was too young to remember," he answers, at length. "Yang...I don't know if she blamed anyone. Might not have given herself space to, really. Tai didn't...take it well, when we lost Summer. I did what I could, but I still had to be away sometimes, because of the war...She felt like she had to step up for Ruby."

There's a long, tired sigh.

"Nobody really stepped up for her, though. It was bad enough she wound up in a nest of Grimm looking for her birth mom. I should've talked to her before it came to that, but I didn't know how to deal with it either, when Raven left. Summer was her mom more than Raven had ever been, so it was just...easier, to pretend there was never anyone else. Until she was gone, anyway."