Raven watched the exchange between the four men and she jumped, gasping whenever a shot rang out. Blood splattering from the man's leg in every direction, her eyes widened and she pressed herself further against the bars. Listening, she slowly relaxed as no more shots were fired and she finally got her guard's name. "Malcolm," she whispered quietly to herself as she watched him take a drink from his cup.<br/><br/>As the three men left, she relaxed completely and slowly stood up. Walking over to the bars closer to Malcolm, she leaned on them a bit as she watched him. "Why did you come here if you dont like it?" she asked curiously. Seeming more relaxed and curious than she was afraid. That same fired burning in her eyes from before when the general had tried to take her.