Raven's voice causes his eyes to snap open again, and he glances at the boy on the floor. He still feels like quivering, even if he doesn't actually. Anger and guilt mix in the most horrible way, and he lets out a low, mechanical noise.
"No, it's good that you did. I needed to know," he says, trying to keep his voice steady (keyword: trying). "I shouldn't have take it out on you. You're not the one deserving of my ire- not for this."
Even if he's still angry about the whole hacking thing, about a lot of things, this is not one of the things Raven deserves to shoulder. One thing is becoming more and more clear:
no subject
"No, it's good that you did. I needed to know," he says, trying to keep his voice steady (keyword: trying). "I shouldn't have take it out on you. You're not the one deserving of my ire- not for this."
Even if he's still angry about the whole hacking thing, about a lot of things, this is not one of the things Raven deserves to shoulder. One thing is becoming more and more clear:
"I need to find a way to leave."