For a few short weeks Qrow actually thought he had a chance at a normal friendship, maybe even more, and the torque of his bad luck could be twisted back around on itself into even odds.

That was before Clover decided doing the right thing wasn’t as important as doing the thing he was told. Looking in the wrong direction got him killed, but Qrow can’t quite convince himself that it wasn’t the bad luck of knowing him in the first place.