Clearly the man was incapable of understanding what it was like to be near someone that caused them so much trauma and grief. He didn't understand at all that she was near death that night. All because he was incapable of respecting boundaries and the rules that came with it. In his twisted mind he believed that he was in the right, when anyone with common sense, knew quite well the fault was all his own. Yet he wasn't dead and he wasn't punished for it. He would be. In time. A woman's scorn was nothing compared to how long a woman could hold a grudge. And then there was karma. Karma would come swiftly for him and leave him with nothing but all the pain and suffering he deserved. Following after him she kept their distance between one another far. Raven did not have any interest being so close to him in an unfamiliar environment where he would have the upper hand. The man was capable of twisting everything to benefit him and cast the others in an unfavorable light. She told him to leave. He didn't. She attacked to defend not only Alexis, but to enforce the man to leave. He was unwanted on so many levels. Blue-grey eyes looked defiantly up at him as he inquired if she was done. Without hesitation she replied icily.

"Nope."

She was terrified and no one could blame her being that way. And yet she was capable of being brave when she could be. If he wanted to take her off the street and beat her up again she would put up a good fight with him. She was ready this time. However, she was shocked and puzzled as to why he was handing her a rather large book out from his own duffle bag. The man giving her a book was not something she ever imagined him doing. If she retold this to her mate or Alpha they wouldn't believe her. Seeing the giant eight-legged horse in front of her did little to calm her down. She could feel the other part of her being to growl in warning, telling her that the horse wasn't real. Well, of course it wasn't real. A horse doesn't have eight legs, and yet, she appreciated her other half coming to her defense. As the ethereal creature made its approach and pressed its warm nose to her cheek, the young woman couldn't help, but release a heavy sigh. Not out of comfort but out of necessity to keep herself steady. Seeing the snow start to fall and gather along their feet she shook a bit. He may helping her not feel the cold, but she was feeling the cold. Sometimes the traumatic experience one felt never disappears. Feeling the warmth from the fire he had conjured up didn't help her feel more calm or even warm for that matter. He can't fix the damage that had been done.

As Frost began to change the landscape around them to some winter wonderland the young woman remained quiet as she felt her other side mentally begin to pace back and forth. She was not feeling well. Although the environment they were in looked breathtaking she wasn't able to really enjoy it. Not when she knew he was messing with her mind. Listening to Frost explain who Odin was she watched as he made the two ravens appear. One eyebrow rose in annoyance on just what Loki enjoyed pursing in his free time. It was odd to hear, but then again Zeus turned into an animal and slept with any woman he wanted, or so the mythology goes. Why a God would run around in Hel she didn't know. And why would he have wolves as his familiars when they had another wolf locked up. Frowning she looked away from the ravens that circled above and began to trace one finger over one of the drawing of Freki.

"Are Geri and Freki like Fenris? How come they aren't locked up?"

It was a reasonable question and it didn't break his condition. He promised her one story. She was still on the topic of Odin and his familiars counted. As Frost explained how Odin lost his eye she looked back down at the picture of Odin, noticing his one eye. That the man would be willing to lose his eye all for the sake of knowledge was either a really good or a really bad thing. Raven couldn't be sure to decide, because there were so many valid points for either side. With a shrug she responded with that curious note in her voice.

"It makes sense. You have to always make sacrifices for what you desperately want. Although was he able to drink it multiple times or just one eye gave him the ability to drink from it once?"

Blue-grey eyes narrowed when he stood up from his side of the log and sat next to her. Raven could barely hold back a snarl in response, as she leaned to the other side of him, not wanting to be that close to him. As he began to flip the through the pages of the book Raven had to bite her lip and grip her hands onto the log to keep from attacking him. The pain she felt in her head was aching. Everything was telling her to flee, to get away from him, and it was difficult to act upon those urges. As soon as he was done flipping through the pages and pointing to her the tree where the well was. Her other side took control of her telekinesis and shoved the man to the other side of the log. At least her feral side didn't throw him up in the air and let gravity take care of the rest. Keeping her hold on the book she looked at the tree, trying to steady herself, as she breathed heavily trying to keep herself steady and not act upon it. Softly she spoke sounding as if she was in slight pain.

"She doesn't want you near me. Just please...don't get close to me."

Raven Clocksworth.