This wasn't the first time Marlin had heard this speech before, he's come across many who disliked him, and some for good reason, but they all still had it wrong. There was no avoiding the route since he needed to talk to Ozpin anyways, he continued to tag along, waiting at least a minute or two to let her calm down, remaining silent until he thought it best to speak. [color=8493ca]"I never said it was about me,"[/color] a calm quiet tone in his voice to which remained through the discussion, he wasn't trying to aggravate or raise his volume. [color=8493ca]"And I don't take advantage of peoples sympathy. Sure I may be lucky cause I survived, but you're right about those people. The ones who aren't lucky, the ones who struggle everyday begging for substance and hiding around every corner not knowing if they're gonna live tomorrow."[/color] He paused for a moment before continuing, [color=8493ca]"Vaccuo is filled with the unlucky. I never said it was about me, I said it was about every hunter I come across, because of them I'm the one standing up and fighting, I'm the one taking the bullet and living in shambles so the ones who have a hard time, don't have to be scared anymore. I'm the one fighting cause Hunters don't."[/color]