[Unfortunately, violence tends to be the coping mechanism of many here, if they manage to cope at all. Ravine doesn't blame them, but that doesn't mean she appreciates or is on board with the idea. Violence is not becoming of her. It could do more harm to a reaper than anything else, in fact.
[Ripped from her thoughts by the sudden introduction, Ravine's brows lift slightly as she stares down at the boy. When she is so often privvy to names before they're even spoken, she forgets to name herself for their sake. Even the playing field a little bit for the more paranoid.]
Ah, yes, my apologies. I am called Ravine. [Because "Yehudit" is long dead and gone.] It is a pleasure; we do not often see your "type" here.
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[Ripped from her thoughts by the sudden introduction, Ravine's brows lift slightly as she stares down at the boy. When she is so often privvy to names before they're even spoken, she forgets to name herself for their sake. Even the playing field a little bit for the more paranoid.]
Ah, yes, my apologies. I am called Ravine. [Because "Yehudit" is long dead and gone.] It is a pleasure; we do not often see your "type" here.