Analyse continued to follow Raven when he seemed to be looking over her still, as if he was trying to analyze her in some weird way. Analyse shook her head when he claimed that Raven is the only name she needed to know, that he liked it better. "But that isn't the name I know!" She was trying to fit the puzzle pieces together, how did she know him. It had to be from the nightmares, it just had to be. An entrance appeared, she was about to enter when he felt a sharp tug at her arm. "Ouch that hurt!"<br/><br/>She squealed out as she was told that she would forget that name. Analyse nodded as it quickly vanished from her mind but not entirely for as long as she would have the nightmares she would know his true identity. Analyse was led into a living room type of deal and was pushed down on a couch, he asked her to make herself comfortable. And she did so kicking off her shoes and tucking her feet under her, sitting on them. She reached down and took the hair tie from her wrist and put her hair up as she wiggled out of her cami sweater top, revealing a light purple spaghetti string top.