[The Raven stares down at the box and cocks his head, dreamy smile giving way to a grimace. The role call for him to be an intelligent fool. The man forced to play the part however is adamant about drawing a line in the sand somewhere, even if he is unaware of the play being performed]
This seems... unwise.
[To put it lightly.]
Whatever is in the box has a specific target in mind, right?
[Don't you want to know what's inside? Even if it doesn't, you can easily think your way out of a thousand terrible situations, can't you?
His mind has as many retorts as he has ideas. The line in the sand blurs, the angel growing to be overtaken by the Raven once more.]
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This seems... unwise.
[To put it lightly.]
Whatever is in the box has a specific target in mind, right?
[Don't you want to know what's inside? Even if it doesn't, you can easily think your way out of a thousand terrible situations, can't you?
His mind has as many retorts as he has ideas. The line in the sand blurs, the angel growing to be overtaken by the Raven once more.]