The sharpness in his gaze was met by sheer ferocity, her jaw set.
"One of them would be Omoi's beloved, who happened to go insane, help along Kumo's destruction, and nearly killed Omoi. I recently had my ass kicked by him, and because of my own foolishness I let innocents die before it was over. I've had enough of falling behind, of being stuck alone, of letting the people I care about suffer."
She was rambling, no longer making sense, and the electricity around her had intensified. Raika turned away then, her body tense, fumbling through her pockets for signs of something, anything--
The electricity surrounding her faded as she grasped a small sketchbook and pencil, pulling it out and flipping it open to stare at the blank page; she had left the others behind, to keep all the people she'd sketched safe. To keep all her wounds locked away where they couldn't be touched.
And yet she found her hand sketching out a dark cave, broken bars guarding the mouth of a great cavern beyond, every stroke an exact match to the scene in her mind.
She missed Raidra. At least with her around, she had never been alone.
"...sorry. You could say I had a fight with my lover and haven't seen him since, so I've been more out-of-sorts lately than usual."
She laughed bitterly before the sketchbook snapped shut and she returned it and the pencil to one of her pockets, turning to face Nyoko again.
"Who do I want to protect myself from? The world, and all the bloody madness in it. And I want to be able to find and protect my beloved from it as well, and all my friends and family. Though I suppose I'm mad to intend to succeed."
Her smile was fierce then, but her eyes had tamed somewhat.
"Does that satisfy your curiosity well enough, Nyoko?"
(Kudos to Arzur for making the pic! ;D )