[Their different views on violence feels as strange to her as it likely does him, even though she's known him more than long enough to grow accustomed to the idea that there are significant differences between their cultures that sometimes become glaringly obvious.]
I mean. It's easier here, in some ways. It's different. I'm still me when at home I wouldn't be, I don't think. It's just... it's confusing sometimes, because my senses are really different when I'm wolfy, and kind of overwhelming. It's kind of like...
[She pauses, trying to come up with the right analogy to describe it, but it's difficult. Wolfwalking is a far different scenario than she ever thought she would find herself in.]
It's kind of like being in a crowded room, and everyone's talking all at once, so it's really hard to hear what anyone is really saying. Kind of like, information overload, I guess? Besides, you said it yourself - there's always a risk of what little control we have in this place being stolen away from us.
[She dips her head when he says she's no better off than she was before, and lets out a sigh.]
Yeah. I know. If anything, it just made things worse. I died, the house got burned down. Ozpin was killed. Faith was killed. I got shot. And there's no telling who else is going to come knocking, looking for a piece of the vengeance pie.
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I mean. It's easier here, in some ways. It's different. I'm still me when at home I wouldn't be, I don't think. It's just... it's confusing sometimes, because my senses are really different when I'm wolfy, and kind of overwhelming. It's kind of like...
[She pauses, trying to come up with the right analogy to describe it, but it's difficult. Wolfwalking is a far different scenario than she ever thought she would find herself in.]
It's kind of like being in a crowded room, and everyone's talking all at once, so it's really hard to hear what anyone is really saying. Kind of like, information overload, I guess? Besides, you said it yourself - there's always a risk of what little control we have in this place being stolen away from us.
[She dips her head when he says she's no better off than she was before, and lets out a sigh.]
Yeah. I know. If anything, it just made things worse. I died, the house got burned down. Ozpin was killed. Faith was killed. I got shot. And there's no telling who else is going to come knocking, looking for a piece of the vengeance pie.