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Petra raised her eyebrow at Annabelle's forwardness and question, but she was prevented from responding by Stern.As they began walking, the captain continued talking to them and droned on about the diversity and history of Raven Home before warning them about making any deals or transactions with other inhabitants. She gave a small grin at this; her family would most definitely enjoy living here. At the same time she wondered with interest of how Annabelle would survive in this place if the incompetence of her father ran in the family. "Thank you for your advice Captain Stern, I will be sure to keep it in mind." Eventually they arrived at the rooms for the night and began parting ways. Returning Annabelle's bow with a curt nod of her head, she stepped into her own room and closed the door. It was a decent room, smaller than the one she had been raised in for the first half of her life, but still somehow more inviting than her childhood room. The bell that Stern promised sat on the table, and she briefly considered using it before deciding that it was too late to eat and there wasn't much she wanted at the moment. Looking around the room, she found a mirror and took of the cloth covering her missing eye and stared at the empty hole; in just a few years since she originally left home, she had a missing eye, ragged countenance. and a desire to die. For now , the Raven Home had sparked enough curiosity to spark a small flame in her again, but she did not know how long that would last. After cleaning her eye and retying the cloth, she decided to sit on one of the chairs and look out the window into the storm outside until she dozed off. Who knows, maybe tomorrow's meeting with the 'Master Kenner' would be able to give some meaning to all of this mess.