"I didn't think so at first, either. Now I'm not so sure." Rutile pushed themselves up and sat back on their knees, the bed creaking under their weight.

"Raven," they mused. "That's curious. Though I suppose you look enough like one. I am Rutile," they went on, gesturing to themselves with a gloved hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you. If you have any questions, I'm happy to do my best to answer them."