Raven had already been moving before the others around her could react, the shadows lingering at the edge of the light in the basement swirling to swallow her form once more, despite the presence of the lightbulbs which should have prevented the gloom. The shadows ran along the walls, back up the shaft of the elevator, clawing across cables and panels before exciting at the other end, spilling out into the meeting room through the cracks in doorways. A few moments later, and the shadows coalesced, forming back into the young woman, the hood of her attire now up, and concealing the blazing gem set into her forehead.

She had little interest in interrupting the further conversations of her peers, if not for the fact one of their own was in danger enough for an alarm to have been sounded, and so she spoke aloud and clearly, at least, as clearly as she ever did, once the Titans began gathering and already fragmenting into other conversations.

[color=RoyalBlue]"Can we talk about how we may, or may not, know each other 'after' we have resolved this situation with Ghost."[/color]