It's a severely uncomfortable thing, trying to place the woman's suspicious expressions and earnest declamation of society, but it only gets worse when Raven recognizes herself, circa 1910.
Back when you still took yourself and your cause seriously.
Then, a flashback to Irene, whistling the witch's theme low when Raven would tear into a room in a black mood, a cheering tactic that almost always backfired heinously.
"...I can relate," she says wryly, after a long pause. "I guess you got the rundown from Rogers?"
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It's a severely uncomfortable thing, trying to place the woman's suspicious expressions and earnest declamation of society, but it only gets worse when Raven recognizes herself, circa 1910.
Back when you still took yourself and your cause seriously.
Then, a flashback to Irene, whistling the witch's theme low when Raven would tear into a room in a black mood, a cheering tactic that almost always backfired heinously.
"...I can relate," she says wryly, after a long pause. "I guess you got the rundown from Rogers?"