The clock had just struck two in the morning, as the two Titans lay prone in their bed. A calm quiet hung in the air gently, with the very faint wisps of incense smoking fragrantly, hinting at their past presence. The normal pale moonlight was blocked out by thick, smoky black clouds. The floor was decorated with a discarded leotard, boots and matching cloak, along with a pair of blue jeans and a black Empire Strikes Back tee-shirt.

Though the act of love had passed an hour or so ago, both Titans were still wide awake as they quietly soaked in the afterglow of this cloudy night. Raven had curled up next to her green beau, her violet-haired head resting on his wiry chest. Though she was awake, her eyes were gently closed as she let her thoughts wander and drift to wherever they may roam. Beast Boy, both arms behind his head, stared straight into the ceiling, as the gears in his nerdy brain clicked and clacked.

"Hey Rae?" he asked, finally breaking the silence. Raven never opened her eyes nor moved with her reply.

"Hmm?" she said, somewhat lazily.

"I've always wondered….like, you know you can do magic and stuff? Then how come all you do is make stuff floaty? I mean, there ain't nothing wrong that, but why not turn Dr. Light into a mouse or make a dragon appear to fight Slade or something."

"You read too much Harry Potter." she said flatly, her eyes still closed.

"No dude, c'mon, I'm serious. If you can do magic, why can't you do that kinda stuff?"

Raven sighed a bit and sat up in bed, not bothering to pull the blanket up to cover her exposed breasts. The door to their room was locked and she felt comfortable enough around Beast Boy to do such a thing.

"It's…rather hard to explain." she said, brushing some stray strands of violet hair that had stuck to her forehead when her sweat dried.

"Try me." he said. "I've been watching a lot of Discovery Channel lately with Starfire so I'm pretty smart now."

"Yes, who could ever doubt the educational value of 'Ice Road Truckers'?" she deadpanned.

"C'mon, babe."

"I will tell you, only if you never call me babe again." she said. She had lost count over how many times she had reminded him she detested pet names. She scooted closer to him on the bed, eventually sitting right next to him with her dark blue satin sheets slung lazily around her waist. "Magic is not just simply saying a few words and shooting fireballs from your hands, but something deeper. Magic is basically an extension of your soul, reflecting on who you are as a person. Magic mirrors the emotions you feel within and casts them out in a supernatural form."

"Um, in English?" Beast Boy said.

"It's like Star Wars." she said with the tiniest trace of disgust in her voice. She had learned by now to speak his 'language' in an attempt to drill any sort of information into that brain of his. "Think of magic as The Forceful-"

"The Force." he corrected. Raven rolled her eyes and kept going.

"Yes, the Force. The Force is made up of two halves, correct? Dark and light sides? Well, magic works the same way. There is light magic, which consists of basic levitation, teleportation, healing and 'making things go floaty' and then there is dark magic, which would be some of the things you described."

"Ohhh, okay, I get it now." he said, his eyes lighting up as the puzzle pieces fell into place in his brain. "So like, if you did a Force Choke on Slade, it would earn you Dark Side points instead of using Force Heal on Starfire?"

"I have absolutely no idea what you just said, but for the sake of argument, I am going to assume it is correct." she said plainly. "But back to the subject at hand, everyone has the basic abilities to use magic, either light or dark. Some people are more adapt at using black magic then white or vice versa."

"Yeah, just like the Force." Beast Boy said. "But that doesn't explain why you don't do more cool magic-y stuff."

"Patience, Garfield." she said. "I'm getting there. But yes, I could in theory, summon a dragon to fight Slade but that would require a powerful knowledge of dark magic."

"And you don't have that?" he asked. What seemed like an eternity passed before Raven finally answered, though her voice was a bit quieter.

"No, I have that. Garfield…Trigon may be gone and his influence over me is gone, but that doesn't change the fact I am his daughter. I am no in danger of being used as a portal again, but I do share his powers. Trigon was the epitome of dark magic and master of it as well. Though I have not studied it, I have a knowledge of it, merely because he did too."

"So um, why would you be scared to use it?"

"Because it is powerful and power corrupts. My powers are in a state of limbo, being neither purely light nor purely dark. I am the only child of an angel and a demon, so my powers are a combination of theirs."

"So like, if you used the dark side magic too much, you'd get all bad and stuff?"

"Somewhat." she said, brushing a few more stray strands of hair from her face. "With my emotions in control, any slip to the dark side wouldn't render me evil, per se, but would corrupt my sense of judgment."

"You mean you'd be punishing good people?"

"Basically, yes. Whether they were a rapist or a jay walker, they would suffer greatly. And that's why I refrain from using dark magic, because it is too risky for me to try and master it."

"With great power comes great responsibility." Beast Boy said. Raven stared at her green beau for a second, finding herself somewhat amazed and surprised that he had such depth.

"Garfield, that's quite profound of you." she said, smiling slightly. Beast Boy blushed a light shade of red, scratching the back of his messy bed head.

"Uh, well, see Rae, I kinda stole this quote from another dude. A famous guy."

"Oh?" she said. "And who was it? Churchill? Ghandi?"

"Spider-Man." Beast Boy said. "At least, his Uncle Ben said that in the first movie."

Raven sighed heavily and plopped down unceremoniously on the bed, pulling the blankets up to cover her nude chest.

"Somehow I'm not surprised." She said.

"Hey, it's still true though!" Beast Boy protested. "Spider-Man wouldn't lie to me, Rae. He's a hero, like us."

"He is also a comic book character." she protested. "Regardless Gar, Robin had mentioned getting up early to run the new training course and I suggest we get some sleep."

"Yeah dude, good idea. Though you should be good to go, after we did a little private training earlier…" he said with a sly wink. Raven half-playfully rolled her eyes.

"And they say romance is dead." she said dryly.

Beast Boy nervously chuckled, a habit he was used to do doing after a joke of his would tank miserably. Snaking under the bed sheets, he pulled Raven closer to his self, resting his chin just on the top of her head.

"Night Rae."

"Goodnight, Garfield."