"Well, she'd know," he spits, hands still pressed to his face. He wants to shove Raven away, and he wants to pull him close. Why is choice such a fucking curse? Why isn't he just a machine to be programmed and given orders?

"I'm not the bigger person, Raven. I'm never going to prove anybody wrong. If I'm like my mother, I belong in the gutter. If I'm like my father, I belong in jail. In fact, I do belong there, as you know full well. All this has been coming since the day we met." And if he has to take a chance? On Drake, of all people, who made a weapon of his mother, who betrayed his own Akechi's trust?

He's never held out an olive branch in his life.