[Dorothy looks to Raven for a moment, considering him for a moment along with his words. He wouldn't envy her, would he? He's an errand boy with combat experience for a guild, certainly, but what would he know about wars like that? She tenses, briefly, before she elects to shake her head.

It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.]

At this point, it's all I've really known. So it really isn't anything...special, I suppose.

[...]

You had better make sure that you rest, or I will be quite furious with you. [It lacks the usual bite that comes with it, but let Dorothy properly like. Actually set everything down for Raven so he can eat. Back to business as usual.] But if there is anything I can get for you, do be certain to ask. I can likely get to it between seeing to other tasks around here.