[She lets out a small little laugh, one that sounds like a soft nerd, and shakes her head. Of course, the goddess of something.] Let's go somewhere she can run, then. [Only, instead of the beach, Raven directs the car towards higher grounds. This late in the evening, there's little traffic, and barely any stop lights where they are headed, so it's smooth driving for most part.
action;
She's getting good with practice, Jem was right.]