[Break is similarly tense, his hand gripping the hilt of his canesword more firmly at the mention of corpses. But then, Qrow doesn't leap into action about it. And while Break is wondering if this is the sort of situation that might make the other man freeze up -- a common affliction among those who have seen combat, something Break himself has experienced -- Qrow goes on to elaborate that one of the corpses seems to be his, and the gears in Break's head begin turning in earnest.

He cannot be in two places at once. Unless that's his "old" body, the corpse he left behind when he was reborn into this new world, but -- Break has a hunch that he would know if that were the case, somehow, and he feels nothing. If anything he just feels a surge of annoyance at the idea of his body lying around somewhere where people can look at it when he himself is not in it. So, if he is here and there but not really there there, and Qrow was expecting peak bullshit, and somehow they've been transported from the street to a boat in the first place --

Baltus lets out a snort, and puts his teeth away.]

It's not real. [It's not a question. This is the conclusion Break has come to during his long silence.] I am told that...Deerington was someone's dream. So then, to be pulled into something like this so suddenly -- it's meant to be a nightmare of sorts, isn't it?