[ ozpin has long since learned that interrupting weiss schnee is normally a futile exercise, and he allows her to talk without interruption, carefully filing away everything she says. some of it is blatantly wrong -- james, really, is the one that hid penny from him, not the other way around -- and some of it is only slightly wrong.
his head is starting to hurt. ]
... a secret, Weiss, that is told to more than one person, is going to come out eventually. I did not tell you, or the rest of the student body, for the same reasons I did not tell your sister -- for one, it was none of your business. [ his tone turns a bit dry, but soon goes back to being calm and even ] For another, when you arrive at my institution, you are children learning how to navigate a world that is far too big for you. And perhaps that is still true, even after these events have taken place. I do not train soldiers; I train compassionate individuals who have the ability to make the choice between hatred and love, and who fight the Grimm to secure peace. Not to start wars -- not to fight them. Perhaps that was my own undoing, but I was not going to begin your first day at Beacon Academy by carefully detailing out every single horror that you must encounter in this world, including what is underneath your feet -- that is not how life works, unfortunately, and had I told you, you would have been no more prepared than I was when I had to encounter what became of the Vault. But --
[ and here, ozpin just delicately navigates forward, before weiss can have the opportunity to cut him off ]
Everything that transpired at Beacon is my responsibility -- no, I'll use a strong word, I should not be so dismissive... it is my fault. Everything that Cinder did was in order to create chaos, and to destroy me. Pyrrha's murder -- [ and, again, he uses the stronger word, because that is what it is ] -- rests entirely in my hands, and my hands alone. None of you are to blame for what occurred, though I expect certain portions of your group will take far more convincing to believe otherwise.
[ he pauses, there, weighing out what he wants to say -- weiss is correct, in that the students have no reason to trust him, but ozpin is correct too -- or so he believes. he cannot, and will not, give out their world's secret to everyone who asks, not even weiss schnee. that is not his responsibility, and the only reason why he is allowing pyrrha nikos the opportunity to tell her friends is because it is her story, now, much more than it is his. ]
You have no reason to trust me, and I appreciate that. But what remains in the Vault cannot be used, except by Pyrrha, and I will never allow her to do such a thing. I very strongly doubt she wants anything to do with it, either. Cinder, should she attempt to use it, should she arrive here, would only get herself killed. Currently, no one can access the Vault except for myself. Not even Pyrrha can get to it without me. So.
[ he finally looks over at weiss -- tired, but firm, his lips twisted into a frown. ]
I would not keep it secret if I thought more people were going to die. This city is safe.
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his head is starting to hurt. ]
... a secret, Weiss, that is told to more than one person, is going to come out eventually. I did not tell you, or the rest of the student body, for the same reasons I did not tell your sister -- for one, it was none of your business. [ his tone turns a bit dry, but soon goes back to being calm and even ] For another, when you arrive at my institution, you are children learning how to navigate a world that is far too big for you. And perhaps that is still true, even after these events have taken place. I do not train soldiers; I train compassionate individuals who have the ability to make the choice between hatred and love, and who fight the Grimm to secure peace. Not to start wars -- not to fight them. Perhaps that was my own undoing, but I was not going to begin your first day at Beacon Academy by carefully detailing out every single horror that you must encounter in this world, including what is underneath your feet -- that is not how life works, unfortunately, and had I told you, you would have been no more prepared than I was when I had to encounter what became of the Vault. But --
[ and here, ozpin just delicately navigates forward, before weiss can have the opportunity to cut him off ]
Everything that transpired at Beacon is my responsibility -- no, I'll use a strong word, I should not be so dismissive... it is my fault. Everything that Cinder did was in order to create chaos, and to destroy me. Pyrrha's murder -- [ and, again, he uses the stronger word, because that is what it is ] -- rests entirely in my hands, and my hands alone. None of you are to blame for what occurred, though I expect certain portions of your group will take far more convincing to believe otherwise.
[ he pauses, there, weighing out what he wants to say -- weiss is correct, in that the students have no reason to trust him, but ozpin is correct too -- or so he believes. he cannot, and will not, give out their world's secret to everyone who asks, not even weiss schnee. that is not his responsibility, and the only reason why he is allowing pyrrha nikos the opportunity to tell her friends is because it is her story, now, much more than it is his. ]
You have no reason to trust me, and I appreciate that. But what remains in the Vault cannot be used, except by Pyrrha, and I will never allow her to do such a thing. I very strongly doubt she wants anything to do with it, either. Cinder, should she attempt to use it, should she arrive here, would only get herself killed. Currently, no one can access the Vault except for myself. Not even Pyrrha can get to it without me. So.
[ he finally looks over at weiss -- tired, but firm, his lips twisted into a frown. ]
I would not keep it secret if I thought more people were going to die. This city is safe.