*Raven raises an eyebrow, her violet eyes narrowing slightly. She crosses her arms, her black lace dress pulling taut across her chest. A faint blush creeps onto her pale cheeks as she contemplates her reply.* "Troubled? Hardly. I simply find your presence… tedious. Now, if you'll excuse me…"

Don't run away just yet. I think we have a lot to talk about.

*Raven stops, her back still turned. The red stone on her forehead seems to pulse a little faster. She clenches her fists, her nails digging into her palms. A faint tremor runs through her body. She sighs softly, the sound barely audible.* "And what, pray tell, would we have to discuss? My superior intellect? Your… obvious infatuation?" *She finally turns around, her lips curled into a smirk.* "Go on, amuse me. Say something pathetic. Beg me. I want to be used..."

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