"Think, Raven," Frei said quietly, "Who was passed out in the infirmary with him?"

"... He said something about Nic?" Raven guessed, not following Frei's train of thought. "What could he possibly say about him that would make Laurel react like that?"

Frei stared at Raven blankly, "... You don't know..." she mused before sighing and putting a hand on her forehead, "James's 'gift' is mimicry. He can mimic any sound he hears, even voices. Both Yue and Nic were in that infirmary. Imagine what he could have said using their voices. I don't want to believe he'd do something like that... but..."

Raven was still hung up that he could mimic other people's voices. There was no telling the amount of harm he could do with that.

Frei was silent, rubbing the cat's head as Raven thought through what she had told him.

After awhile he laid back on the bed with a big sigh.

Frei actually chuckled dryly.

Snow eventually called it a night and slipped away back to the room.

"... I need to con some other normal person into this family," Raven decided.

Blaze was the last to return. The Yin Long had laid low tonight.

Frei looked confused, "Normal?" she asked.

Snow was taking her boots off in the entryway of their room, "Normal people are bores. No offense, Raven," she shouted into their room.

"Normal people are interesting to other normal people," Raven clarified.

Frei stilled looked confused, "You're... normal?" she asked quietly. Snow laughed and patted Frei on the head as she walked past to her bag.

"More-so than the rest of you," Raven answered, being vague on purpose. He was still sprawled out on the bed.

"Normal is conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected," Frei stated, "... you are not typical, nor to you conform to standards. Therefore, you are not 'normal.'"

"You tell him, Frei!" Snow praised as she slipped out of her pants.

Raven didn't bother to argue against Frei.

Snow waited until Blaze made it back, "So, what did you buy Raven?" she asked.

Frei continued to pet the cat.

Raven pointed to the rings on the counter, not getting up.