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Raven is seated, crosslegged, on the floor. There is a large chunk of fine clay beside him, as well as a putty knife, and several other instruments.

Incense is burning, and he has laid patterned ribbons in a neat star shape around him.

He is waiting for aid.

This is as far as he can go alone.

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Raven blinks.

"I--what?"

Both eyebrows are up, and he looks bewildered.

"The wheels of justice are slow, in this place? Or are people so hotheaded they need this much time to cool down?"

"Maybe a little of both? I think it's also supposed to be part of the punishment." Though who's really being punished here is up for debate. Tim most times seems perfectly content to stay where he is.
"It still could be worse."

"Yes, well." He thinks.

"How is it, for you?"

"I'm alright." Really, she is! "M'staying with Eddie and Susannah for the time being. They're rather insistant I do so." A grin. Gotta love family. Even when they hunt you down in the middle of the night. Perhaps especially then.

Raven grins.

"It is as well as can be, then."

Possibly. Raven is not quite so stupid.

"And, should they become too insistent, you may always hide here."

He's waiting for the perch, really.

But the perch won't be a surprise, and thus not nearly as fun, if she drags it up here while he's still in the room.

This calls for stealthy ninja skills.

"Ta, Raven. Might take you up on that." She'd hug him for it, but she's hesitant now that she knows he's not nearly quite as healed as he looks on first glance.

Raven looks up at her, and his gaze is impudent.

"I am not broken, Ace. Just--covered in clay, at the moment."

Well, if he's going to read her mind like that, he deserves what's coming to him.

She tackle glomps him. For being a good brother.

Raven laughs, with a slight 'oof' as he is glomped, and holds tight.

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