#haven's last headmaster retired and leo

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Lips twitching into a sad smile, Ozpin inclined his head and stepped forward to hold open the door for her. With luck, no one inside would recognize hers as the face on the news and they could lunch in complete obscurity. Goodness knows she deserved that, after all this.

Inside, the restaurant was a riot of color and hummed with a low but regular burble of conversation; a quiet word with the woman up front saw them escorted to a corner booth, tucked against a window affording a nice view across the street and the crystalline blue canal beyond. Ozpin flicked idly through the menu for a moment or two, carefully not looking at Lia, and then said lightly, "Did you hear that the Mistral Council has finally decided whom to appoint to replace Headmaster Greenwood?"

Small talk, never his strong suit. But it seemed like a safe enough subject, normal enough.

"Quite a relief, really. I understand the selection process became rather contentious."

"Don't worry I am too." Lia smiled. When was the last time she just went somewhere. Where less people looking at her? Maybe things could blow over after all.

"I'm ready to feel anything at this point." She sighed. Lia looked at the bright orange building, people where eating out on a patios just enjoy themselves. She looked froward to just being among them. To just be another person on the street.

Lia wanted to fade into the background. She always been more comfortable there. She often went unnoticed and she like that about herself. The fact she'd had so much attention in the last six months had been far too much for her.