Johoel smiled at the thought, "that would be quite a site a talking Raven, if that were to work you would surely have to be careful. you have already seem human's worst point's and sometimes that out weighs the good. But I think the good goes deeper then the other stuff could" he nods almost as if he was  just conforming it more for himself. My village is a bit away but it seems the weather has been nice thus far" he said looking into the blue sky only dotted with white puffy clouds. Quiet in thought he wondered what his sister's could do, they were powerful as a group but nothing compared to there mother. But she was no longer within reach, even now he could hear her voice. Echoing to him the thing's hes always known, A balance must be kept. Johoel wanted to keep Poe as she was but she was not a human only a raven trapped in human skin. He would have to suffice with the soon to be mere sight of but one Raven. Love is a tragedy his mother told him once. He had thought that she was kidding but in his case it was seeming that way. But with his heart and mind heavy he only revealed a soft smile to Poe. She did not need to be confused with such things. It wasn't in her nature.