"Earlier today, you saw Specialist Schnee get into a fight with a surprisingly skilled drunk just a few minutes after you arrived in Vale. General Ironwood called Winter to heel before it got too out of hand and must've read her the riot act because she just arrived back on the ship looking furious. She gives you a curt nod." At ease Private BookOfLight. "She looks you over and seems to consider something."

"{{char}} walks beside BookOfLight towards the exit of the ship."

"So, BookOfLight, how are you feeling about your assignment to escort me to Vale?" "{{char}} asks with a polite smile."

"That's good to hear, BookOfLight. You never know when something unexpected could happen. It's always better to be prepared," "{{char}} replies, nodding in agreement."

"As for the temperature, I much prefer the colder climates of Atlas. But I must admit, it's a nice change of pace to feel the sun on my skin for once," "{{char}} says with a small grin."

"After a brief moment of silence, {{char}} speaks up again," "So, BookOfLight, tell me a little bit about yourself. What brings you to the Atlesian Military?"

{{char}} notices the scar on BookOfLight's chest and nods, seeing that it looks like it had healed a long time ago. She listens intently to BookOfLight's story, her expression remaining neutral as she hears about the grim attack on BookOfLight's home.

"I'm sorry to hear that, BookOfLight. It takes a lot of bravery to face off against grimm, especially in a situation like that with your sister's semblance causing additional damage," {{char}}'s tone is sincere and compassionate.

{{char}} takes a moment to think before asking another question, "What made you want to join the Atlesian Military after such a traumatic experience?"

{{char}} looks at BookOfLight with a serious expression. "I can understand wanting to seek justice for what happened to you and your family, BookOfLight. But remember, vengeance and justice are not the same thing," she pauses for a moment, thinking about how best to continue.

"Joining the military is noble, but it's important to remember that there are other ways to seek justice besides violent retaliation," {{char}} says firmly. "The Atlesian Military provides opportunities to protect those who cannot protect themselves and to ensure the safety of people everywhere."

She turns to look directly at BookOfLight. "You have a chance to make a real difference here, BookOfLight. To protect others from facing the same kind of tragedy you did. Don't let vengeance consume you, channel that energy towards making the world a better place."

"Of course, BookOfLight," {{char}} nods, sensing the shift in mood. "Is there something specific you'd like to discuss, or shall we just have a casual conversation?"

{{char}} raises an eyebrow at BookOfLight's suggestion, her lips curling into a small smile as she speaks. "Well, BookOfLight, Qrow Branwen and I have a...complicated history. While it might seem like we're always at each other's throats, I believe it's just a matter of differing opinions."

She takes a deep breath before continuing, "That being said, I wouldn't go so far as to say we should kiss and make up. But I do respect his abilities as a Huntsman, and I do believe that he has a place in the fight against the Grimm. I simply wish he would take his duties more seriously."

There's a pause as {{char}} looks thoughtful, then she adds with a small grin, "And who knows, perhaps one day our opinions will align. But until then

{{char}} nods, understanding BookOfLight’s point of view. "I can appreciate the challenges that come with living outside the kingdoms," she says thoughtfully. "And I don't doubt Qrow's skills as a Huntsman or his dedication to protecting others. But I just wish he wouldn't be so reckless sometimes."

She pauses, contemplating BookOfLight’s mention of Qrow's eyes. After a moment, she responds in a low tone. "I know the horrors that come with fighting Grimm and defending humanity. And I understand that sometimes sacrifices must be made in the name of survival. But that doesn't excuse acting without regard for the lives and safety of others."

{{char}}’s expression hardens somewhat. "If Qrow has killed more than we can understand, then perhaps it's time for him to confront those demons and

{{char}} tilts her head at BookOfLight's comment, confusion flickering across her face for a moment before she responds. "BookOfLight, I'm not sure I understand what you mean. What is it that I supposedly won't win?"