Serafina was nothing if not utterly focused upon her craft at hand, her stormy gaze hardly even bothering to glance up at the sound of her store door opening. In fact, it wasn't even until Raven approached the counter at the back of the shop that the girl provided her familiar even a glimpse of acknowledgment. That distinct playfulness to Raven's tone, however, did little more than prompt a scowl to the girl's features. She was hardly against the teasing, her own distinctly difficult situation within the present moment, however, made her less than enthused of this 'trouble' that she clearly just went out of her way to find. That soft snicker did little to deter that glimpse of determination upon her features as she grounded those herbs into a fine sort of paste, that water added shortly after to create the base of what she vaguely remembered to a be a truth serum of some kind - or at least, that's what she hoped this one was. Sometimes the sheer number of magical recipes that filled her brain resulted in a bit of...mixing of the ingredients...on accident, of course. That grumble from her lips, however, seemed to prompt an all too eager grin from the curly-haired woman. Raven was clearly in a very good mood. It seemed as if marriage suited her companion. Good for her. Raven's insistence that it was her job to help caused the witch's eyebrow to raise ever so slightly, her stormy gaze momentarily steadfast upon the woman in some sort of silent thought before, slowly, she nodded. "I guess it is."

It was the sudden sound of muffled banging behind her that immediately drew Serafina's gaze to the shut door of her workshop. Her lips pressed together in a hard line as she watched Raven move inquisitively towards the door. It was probably best to inform the girl exactly why she had asked her to come before she opened the door and found out on her own. There was an almost factual tone to her soprano lyrics as Serafina informed her familiar not only of what she had taped to a chair in her work room, but too what she had discovered that he had done. The sheer number of those photos was....almost overwhelming really. The man somehow had managed to inquire more photos of herself and the people within her life than even she had. Her head bobbed in confirmation at the concerned sound to Raven's voice and yet, she was almost anticipating those questions. "I walked out the front of the store and then around to the back and waited in the alley till he got curious enough to investigate." She stated, hardly even bothering to consider the amount of danger she could have placed herself within, had the man been far more....aggressive then he had. "I caught him and looked through that fancy camera he was carrying around." A small frown traced her lips as she considered the very answer to 'why'. Why indeed? Serafina was not anyone of particular note, nor was she of any real value to anyone. Her eyebrows furrowed as she weighed those possibilities. "You don't think he's...trying to blackmail Azrael or something, is he?" After all, her Hunter hadn't quite been forthcoming with their relationship and his Council. She hadn't quite understood why him dating her was such a taboo. It was yet another aspect of their relationship that she merely accepted.

It was that additional thud of something falling that seemed to provoke an immediate reaction within Raven - the woman all but charging towards the door. "Raven...." Serafina's voice was low, a mere warning not to do something they might regret though she made no move to stop her familiar as Raven pounded upon the door. That threat provoked a glimpse of amusement within Serafina's features as she recited that final words over her potion - prompting it to glow with the incantation. The soft rub of Raven's shoulder against her own hardly interrupted her as her canine muttered softly in her ear. Slowly, the young witch shook her head and yet, she waited until her potion was completed before answering. "If someone is waiting to hear from him, killing him could arouse suspicion....we could...erase his memory? Or just...rewrite it maybe...." Her eyebrows furrowed as she considered the options ahead of her. Maybe it was just best to figure out why the man was after her themselves, then they could make a plan from there? She lifted that potion, shaking it ever so slightly as she eyed it. "Well....it's done.....ready to try it?" Serafina inquired before she glanced at her companion. Frankly, the girl was glad she didn't have to do this alone.

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