"We did also," Asta chirped, her voice muffled by being held so tightly to the enthusiastic Prim's shoulder.
"We should celebrate!" Prim exclaimed, getting up from the couch sharply, almost gliding across the floor as she started to rummage through her brother's things in the kitchen. She still had a better understanding of where he had stashed everything then Asta did in her own home.
"Wait, I'm not hungry," Asta waved her off, not wanting to create a bigger mess for herself. "Lets just figure it out, wait, you didn't answer. What do the Raven's do?"
"He can tell you himself, he's coming over, I just invited him."
Asta's face went blank, blinking.
"So the ravens can telecommunicate?"
"Mmm?" Prim turned around, a hand on her hip. "No, that's just the bond. You - well, I guess that did come a little later for us, now that I think back."
