The prison break was cleaned up in no time. Raven had been apprehensive initially thinking that perhaps there someone else behind it all, but nothing of the sort turned up. A couple of prisoners had managed to tunnel into the jail's underground power supply and cut the backup power. When they cut the main line, all the cell doors had been opened. Cyborg had been able to restore the power to the jail and that left the rest of the team to herd the prisoners back. It was nearly three in the morning when the Titans arrived back home. Starfire grabbed some juice and Beast Boy some soy milk before heading back to bed. Cyborg had gone to bed and the blue glow emitting from under his door said that he was in sleep mode. Robin had split from the group as soon as they pulled back into the garage. Raven was glad for she was too confused about her feelings for her leader and wanted some time to think. She knew she couldn't hide forever. That last glance shared between the two of them indicated that there was no way he was going to let the previous moments just pass and pretend that nothing had ever happened. Raven wasn't a fan of pretending nothing had happened anyway. The truth was what is was and ignoring it certainly didn't help matters. It had to be faced sooner or later. She would face it…she would. She just wanted some time before that came.
Raven tossed and turned in bed for an hour before admitting to herself that anymore attempts at sleeping were futile. Between the prison break and her words with Robin, she was too wired to sleep. Resigning herself to an early morning, Raven went back into the living room to make some tea. She opted for a heavily caffeinated blend after floating in and checking to make sure that Robin wasn't in here. She didn't know why, but she wanted to avoid him a little longer. But it was safe. Plus, Robin was likely asleep anyways.
Softly floating through the darkened tower, Raven made her way to the roof. The stars still hung in the sky and soon the dawn would break the hazy navy blue turning it a rich mix of purples, pinks and oranges. She always liked meditating in the morning and watching the sky's transformation take place to give birth to a new day. So absorbed in sipping her beloved drink was she, that she failed to notice a another figure sitting on the roof. "Hey there." Robin greeted as she made her way closer.
Raven sighed lightly. It was inevitable that they run into each other, but why so soon? "Morning." She stated.
Admittedly, she'd never felt any sort of the things the people described in romance novels. Not that she'd read many of them, but of the few she read, it was something absolutely nuts. People described butterflies in their stomach, losing all sense of logic and not being able to focus on anything but their beloved. To Raven it sounded like some kind of crazy spell that was cast on people. From what she knew of science, she knew that the accompanying rush of dopamine from experiencing those sorts of feelings tricked the brain. It wasn't until years later when dopamine levels dropped that people finally had to learn to live with people they'd sometimes already committed to for life. Raven didn't understand it. It was just so impractical. She hated romance novels for just that reason, it was impractical and unrealistic. But logic told her that just because she didn't feel that was didn't mean that she couldn't have feelings for or be in love with someone.
"Morning Raven." She was snapped back to reality at the sound of Robin's voice.