Dreda hadn't expected for more friends to come by while she was meditating. Here eyes did not open, but she would feel each and every individual presence around her in regards to her corvids. She could also faintly feel another familiar signature. It was hardly to be called a corvid, since he wasn't one, but he could become one. In a sense, she had tagged his presence when they met last time. She did not like being alerted of a strange person without the help of either her friends or the winds, so she had to make sure that she could keep a tab on him.

There was a rather large flock of birds of the same family all around the tower. Dreda could hear their voices talking to one another, but only she would hear them. To anyone else, the rooftop was silent. She and she alone could hear their thoughts. Their voices. The mind was not blocked by barriers of language.

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Raven could easily see Cyborg's sour mood in regards to the Tower lobby being torn up. The most she could do was reach up and pat his large shoulder and give him some encouraging words. 

[color=440e62]"Now we have four sets of hands to help rebuild it."[/color] She spoke to him. Her hand retracted back into the confines of her cloak with little else to say.

Cyborg turned to look at Raven and got down on his knees. [color=00aeef]"My tower, my tower! My beautiful tower! Who knows what sort of aftershow could have happened with this stunt? Now I need to check the whole place and make sure that nothing else has suffered!"[/color]

Nighting scoffed. His friendship with Cyborg had gotten better over the years, but all he was able to hear was yammering over a simple problem.

Cyborg then stopped and stood up. He clearly heard Nightwing, and looked at him with narrowed eyes. In a sudden change of expression, a sickly sweet smile appeared on Victor's face. [color=00aeef]"What's that garden gnome? Feel bad because you still can't reach the top shelf?"[/color]

[color=0054a6]Nightwing grunted. "At least I don't leave motor oil all over the place after my visits."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"I'm not four and a half feet tall and smell like cheap hair gel!"[/color]

The two butted heads. Starfire knew that this was a fight that she did not want to get involved in, and was told by Raven to just let the two duke it out and get their resolve. Otherwise, the anger would fester over time and create another divide between them.

Beast Boy sighed and nudged Raven. [color=007236]"How about we go and see Dreda? Let those two fight it out."[/color]

Raven nodded. It was for the best to let the two just have their moment, and a nod from Starfire meant a positive and unanimous vote from all three of them.