This isn't the type of question Raven's used to being on the receiving end of. She's not the brains, but the hands. The hands, though, are as important, if not more so, than the mind that comes up with strategy after strategy to build and implement.

"We don't let this get to our heads," she says after a moment. She wants to shrug her shoulders, but instead she keeps her arms folded to prevent herself from feeling as useless as she never wants herself to feel again. "We use the weapons. We take all we can get from whoever these people are. If they're really narcissistic and want a thank you, they'll let us know."

Raven would prefer a more narcissistic captor; the Grounders had been easier to fight after they'd grown angry at the Sky People, while the Mountain Men were scarier with how patient they had been.

"We don't know who we're fighting, and I think it's pretty important we strengthen ourselves before we start trying to pick a battle we're going to lose. I'm tired of losing."