"I can't say I understand very well," she said as I focused on buttoning my jacket.
"I doubt you would," I muttered. There was a small silence that lasted only long enough for me to finish fastening the buttons. "You don't happen to have my cape with you, do you?"
"It's pretty tore up," she said from her new spot on the end of the cot. "There was no way I could repair it. You should probably just get a new one."
"Just give me the cape, Raven." I held out a hand impatiently towards her. She sighed before throwing a red piece of fabric at him. "Thank you."
"Still think you should replace it," she said as I unfurled the cloth.
She was right about one thing, it was pretty much shredded. There were several new holes, a couple of which seemed to line up with my own injuries oddly well. The end was also pretty ragged and about a foot higher than it used to be. If things had been different I probably would have switched it out for a different one, but I knew I could never get rid of it, at least not anymore.
Looking at it now reminded me of when I got it during my first semester at Beacon. Summer had picked it out, said I needed to add some color to my wardrobe. Apparently going around in just a grey and black suit made me look like a banker. So I bought it and have been wearing it ever since.
"It's fine the way it is," I replied after a while. "I think the holes give it character after all."
Raven shook her head as she stood back up, snatching the cape back before fastening it back in place, never even giving me a chance to struggle with it.
"It makes you look like an accident prone moron, which isn't exactly wrong." Once she was done attaching it she walked back over to the bed and picked up my abandoned sling. "Might as well finish the look."
"Thanks," I said sarcastically, putting the sling back on regardless. Finishing that, I picked up my weapon from its temporary home at the foot of my bed. I weighed it in my free hand for a moment before putting it away in his holster.
I stood there for a moment, taking a deep breath as I focused on what I was about to do.
"I think I'm ready," I told her quietly, becoming serious once more. "I think I'm ready to face her."
