[ Ozpin will let said stranger into the apartment, before he shuts the front door, allowing the two of them to be alone in the hallway. He'll tilt his head a little to regard her. Ah, yes, Leo had announced that hadn't he? He was wondering if it might have gone unheard in all the commotion and fighting, but it seems not. He'll place both hands on the hilt of his cane as he stands there. His eyes narrow slightly when she uses that word. It sounds so...disrespectful in a way he can't fully pinpoint. Either way he doesn't look the least bit amused... ]

I would prefer not to use that term. They are not 'suits' Ms. Sustrai, they are still people. [ Ones he fully recognizes and shares his memories with. Perhaps at one point he would have seen it in a similar way, but that was when he was young, eager, unwilling to listen to them or take part in their lives. Oscar was certainly not a suit to him and he never would be. He says it with a stern almost admonishing tone as he still regards her with a calm expression. ]

But you are correct. I wound up arriving here like this, much to my own surprise. I don't know how, or why, but that's simply how it is.

[ He's also incredibly worried about Oscar? Because what exactly is happening and he can't find the young man anywhere. ]