Raven didn't say anything. Now he was having trouble untangling himself from his own thoughts.

Wolfe took Raven's hand in his and started to lead him further into the jungle.

Raven let Wolfe lead him, still not quite completely there.

"Should we fly again soon, angel?" he asked quietly.

"... If you want to," Raven replied quietly, starting to think of jet packs and falling shoes.

"I wouldn't let you fall," Wolfe continued after a moment as if thinking that was the reason for Raven's quietness, "I'd give you your own set of wings."

Raven smirked a little. "I know," he told Wolfe as he started to pull himself out of it. "I just... Sometimes the past gets to me."

Wolfe nodded a little, he could understand that. "What could be so bad in your past?" he asked quietly.

Raven looked away again for a moment before shaking his head at himself. "I guess... I've never really told anyone before..." he mused. Then he swallowed a little. After awhile longer he whispered as he scratched his head, "I... never really... had that chance to be innocent or pure." It didn't look like he was going to say anything else.

Wolfe shrugged a little, "We have more in common than I thought," he replied.

Raven didn't share anymore as he looked off to the side silently.

Wolfe continued to lead him for awhile before stopping in a small clearing. He sat down on a mossy rock and looked up at Raven, "I won't care, you know," he said quietly, "whatever made you unpure."

Raven sat down on the ground after a moment, playing with a twig. "It's..." he replied after a few minutes, "just more humiliating than anything else, really..."

Wolfe continued to stare at Raven, letting him speak if he wanted to... or remain silent if he wished.

After another minute or two he explained quietly, "When I was a kid... someone I trusted... started using me... It happened for years before someone else noticed."

Wolfe's eyes instantly deadened as he slowly tensed back up. He seemed to almost whither as his gaze dropped to the ground.