*ILLENIUM, Tom DeLonge, Angels & Airwaves- Paper Thin *
"A dangerous maneuver? What do you mean?" Aella asked, concerned.
Even though she resembled the undefeatable might of an army, Raven felt as fragile as a flower that was made out of soft glass, one gust of wind was enough to blow her away.
The barriers protecting her emotions were paper thin that anything and almost everything was enough to harm her.
"What could possibly require your help that other people can't get done?" Aella asked while leaning closer to Raven, her eyes red in anger.
Seeing how her voice was rising, Raven understood that she was deeply concerned for her, and she didn't blame her.
Raven was aware of how hurt she was. She wasn't naive and so she knew that adding more pressure to her plate was ought to eventually break her.
