Raven was loving her new digs. It hadn’t taken her long to get settled in her room. Maybe, after she’d spent some time here, she’d get a house, but she wasn’t in a hurry for that part just yet. No, right now, she just wanted to get to know those that were to be under her care. She smirked a little, as she headed out through the grounds.
She spotted Deckard, and her eyes immediately began to shine curiously. She headed towards him, and when he stopped, so did she. She raised a brow, and cocked her head, before motioning him to come to her. “Come,” she said. “Now.”
Deckard wasn’t used to such a direct approach and so when Raven made it clear that she was actually talking to him, he got even more nervous. Her command had carried such authority he would have followed its instructions regardless of her position. Given that she was a guard and that he knew not to disobey anything they said, he didn’t hesitate to step forward towards her. There was something to her gaze alone that made him feel like she was seeing right through him even if this was the first time they spoke to each other. He waited for her next instruction, curious if she would give it or if she was just sizing him up. The silence was killing him, but he would wait until she gave him another instruction since he did not want to do something wrong and play it safe.