[She freezes in her spot as if she herself was an animal caught in headlights. The masked girl doesn't make a noise, but she faces him and is keenly studying him from her spot. The ravens remain close to her, but they seem to gaze upon the boy with intense reverence in their dark eyes.

For a moment, there's not a sound to be made except for the rustling of feathers and the slight whistle of the night breeze. The girl speaks up, her tone simple, but to the point.]

The view up here is nice.

[Brisa tilts her head, trying to make sense of the presence in front of her. The first thing that catches her attention is his eyes... They were similar to hers in a way, but bright reds in contrast with her jewel pink eyes, hidden behind the mask.

She continues, relaxing her body and allowing her legs to dangle on the edge.]

I can't say that I'm actually lost. That would mean I had a destination in the first place.