Dick crossed his arms and shot a glare at the Raven. Maybe she did deserve to be threatened.

"If I be on the errand of a madman, then I'm not the crazy one, but it's the hag. And if she's crazy, she's eerily accurate for one who's lost their mind." Dick looked into the cauldron. He couldn't make heads or tails of it. Looked like a pit of tar with random crap thrown in to him.