[He would always choose maintaining a garden over fighting monsters. Anyone could fight off beasts if they tried hard enough. Having finesse and skill at it took practice, but anyone could take a shovel and deliver a beat down if it was required.

Not everyone knew how to garden, though. And, Hunger was an insidious beast that couldn't be killed with brute force. It was a small way Oscar had found to help the people he cared about-- and, hopefully, the larger community.

The question drew his attention to Paul once again, hazel eyes bright with clear surprise.]

Of course I would. The safehouses are one of Ruby's projects, and it's one of mine to keep them stocked. There's plenty of resources for everyone. But...

[He wasn't an idiot. He saw exactly who was being left out of this equation.]

Paul. What are you planning? Don't be crazy.

[Says the boy who heard it from the mouth of a friend that he would choose the path of terror just a short while after his own memories of Remnant ended. Oscar knew he would never fully be able to earn Jaune's forgiveness for leaving him terrified over Oscar's safety no less than three times in a row. Pressing forth with his words, Oscar continued. Although they didn't have any spirits of infinite knowledge in Trench... they had their wits, and maybe a little foresight to guide them.]

If he's anything like Salem-- that Witch who only wants destruction back in my world-- I don't know if there's anything people like you or I can do.