"Good. I talked to some others. I'll put you in touch with them too." Raven said, about the safe house idea.

"I...I understand, believe it or not." Softly, quietly--while she made a decision. "I've been looked at with fear and caution, since I was 4 or 5... Supposedly I'll destroy the world someday." Her distaste for the idea was clear.

She was just pulling her cloak up when her hand went to her head, and she bent into a crouch. Rubbing at her head. Just..just some more. She'd rest soon. She'd deal with the mental box she'd put the experience in when it was safer.