Ironwood: Qrow, you need to calm down.
Qrow: James, we know where the next maiden is going to appear; we need every huntsman, huntress, specialist, and junior detective banded together for one final strike Salem when she shows up!
Ironwood: I've already discussed this with everyone you mentioned. People still have trouble believing there's even a witch making and controlling the Grimm. Your sister has been especially uncooperative.
Qrow: Salem already has a relic and a maiden on her side.
Ironwood: You're working on a hunch, Qrow. We're only guessing where the next Maiden is; I can't send good people without proof.
Qrow: If we wait, it'll be too late.
Ironwood: Which is why you'll be leading teams RWBY and JNPR. Keep doing as you were and I'll cover for you.
Qrow: ...You can't even spare a single Specialist? Hah... Fine. I get it. (Stands) Thanks for at least listening.
Ironwood: I never thought I'd see the day you'd be so agreeable with me. You finally grow out of your teenage rebellion?
Qrow: Just quicker to figure out when to throw in the towel and move along. Can't say it's too different from being a teenager.
Ironwood: And when does a teenager become an adult then?
Qrow: Around the time they realize caring too much isn't a thing and they really commit themselves to saving the world. (Leaves)
Ironwood: ...Of course he would say that. Qrows's right; we've been on the backfoot for too long. IT'S TIME TO TAKE THE FIGHT TO SALEM.
