[ His brows jump to his hairline when she says Ford's name. Several emotions seem to fight across Ozpin's face before he settles in again to listen, drawn with wary concern and just on the edge of reproving.

It sharpens into incredulity at the advice. ]

If I understand correctly, the nearest we've found to a cure... is a support system with which to manage one's emotions.

[ He exhales slowly, drops his head in half a nod. ]

I suppose it's not so foreign a concept, after the role fear played upon Remnant. Negative emotion as a poisoning force is not new to me. But I'd not thought I was doing so poor a job of keeping that force at bay.