Raven wasn't leaving the island until whatever was affecting Jono was stopped, but after dealing with all the rage, Jono's and her own, she needed to take a short break. Taking a walk to clear her head was working a little, though how close she'd come to doing serious harm to Jono was refusing to leave her thoughts, feeding into her fear that it was inevitable that she'd turn on her friends.
As she rounded a corner near the hotel, she felt an unpleasant wave of anxiety. It had a familiar taste to it, but one she didn't know well yet. She couldn't ignore it, of course, so she began to trace it to the source, and was surprised to find it coming from Hannibal as he walked to the hotel from the opposite direction. She'd never picked up on any strong surges of emotion from him; he'd always felt very calm and in control to her. That, coupled with what she'd experienced with Jono, made her concerned.
"Good evening, Dr. Lecter," she said pleasantly as she drew nearer.
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Date: 2014-05-23 01:09 pm (UTC)As she rounded a corner near the hotel, she felt an unpleasant wave of anxiety. It had a familiar taste to it, but one she didn't know well yet. She couldn't ignore it, of course, so she began to trace it to the source, and was surprised to find it coming from Hannibal as he walked to the hotel from the opposite direction. She'd never picked up on any strong surges of emotion from him; he'd always felt very calm and in control to her. That, coupled with what she'd experienced with Jono, made her concerned.
"Good evening, Dr. Lecter," she said pleasantly as she drew nearer.