Room 509, Sunday night

[trigons_child]

Raven was still reeling from learning about Rook and how she had been born and her life with her Raven and Karla and Warren and then finding Elizabeth with "Uncle Max," trying to learn how to fight. Parenthood was already giving her anxiety attacks and headaches

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[furnaceface]

Jono, who was absolutely not blue thank you very much, made his way up to Raven's room pretty much the moment that he got her message.

... He didn't check his voicemail often. Why should he? It wasn't like people tended to phone him.

//Knock knock?//

Considering he had daughters running about the island this weekend, perhaps he'd have to start checking it more often.

[trigons_child]

Elizabeth was distracting herself by digging into Raven's makeup collection (which was mostly black eyeliner, hush), so Raven got up to open up the door.

"Hello, Jono," she said, smiling but anxious. "I was hoping to ask Elizabeth a few questions about her world and I thought you might wish to be here as well."

At least she seemed a happy and healthy child and not terrified (of anyone), so the odds of her other self wearing someone's wings was small.

[furnaceface]

Wings were not for wearing, Raven. God.

//I... have to admit to being curious,// Jono admitted, glancing toward the girl for a moment before looking back to Raven. //She's... said a few odd things, here and there.//

Blue. Really. Blue. She was starting to sound like Deadpool.

[trigons_child]

"I must tell you about Rook as well," Raven murmured, not wanting Elizabeth to hear that part. "But later."

She didn't need to upset Elizabeth with tales of interrupting weddings and knocking up the bride with a kiss.