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“I wouldn't imagine I'd be happy if I got shot in the face” she would slightly smirk, intending it as a light joke.
She goes on to take a longer and slower intake of her drink, curiously eyeing him as he speaks. Raven places down her drink on the table again, her expression droops down into a more casual manner, being pleased from his surprisingly defensive tone, “The ones that can cure it, are the ones who caused it... That one being Kelly Hellion. This said person also has a cruiser that goes by the name of Tombstone, a fairly advanced one too, might I add... “
I wonder if he actually cares as a friend, or forever lost as a mind of a leader, appearing as a minority to him. Too bad our feelings aren't mutual... she ponders to herself
Taking a brief sip from the drink again, due to her quench for thirst. “The outcomes out this isn't just the pain progressively building up – might I also comment that pain will possibly evolve beyond 'background' - uh... noise? - Anyway. Said person also has set a, uh, how to put this... A... trigger? A kill-switch on my mind? Like if they just programmed something in my brain...” Frowning slightly “It would be best if I avoid that vessel, as I unfortunately previously discovered in Tohoku. Retribution shall come for them.“ she'd say in a more displeased tone. Raven always hated being placed in a situation where she is enslaved somehow, it would some-what remind of her past before coming to the Omicrons.
She begins to look directly at him, studying to see how he'll react to what she plans to mention to him. “I already found out some several potential ways that could assist on my affliction. I'm sure you remember encountering the Sirens Bell?” she smiles warmly.
