She shrugged her shoulders, all of a sudden becoming quite humble. "Maybe."

Truthfully, Raven didn't know what she was doing. All she knew was she had to keep herself busy. Fix something. Build something. Pull something apart to see whether or not she could kick it into life. Raven hadn't felt so restless since Arkadia, and she's beginning to loathe falling back into that routine of never quite being comfortable in her skin.

"I just think we should be taking advantage of what we have," she said. Scraps and broken bits included. Where he might see destruction and junk, Raven saw an opportunity and possibly something more. "Maybe if I can get this clock working, we could have a proper time of day. Or we could just have something to help us tell incorrect time. It's better than having nothing."