Despite her rough and tumble nature, or perhaps because of it, Rakka trusted Raye the most to be gentle. She had already proven herself on that, several times over. And Rakka would be lying to herself, if the way Raye played with her wings wasn't adorable.

And it did feel nice, that was a plus.

Rakka replied with a soft hum, sipping on her own sugary drink. "The guy talking seems to be doing okay though." And here Rakka thought that only videogame protagonists in zombie games survived this well.

And then, ah. Oh. A jumpscare, with a clown. Rakka let out an alarmed squeak at it, almost dropping a kitkat. She knew the movie wasn't going to be absolutely happy, but a jumpscare was just uncalled for!