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"sheesh," muttered tegan with a squint of his eyes forward, "yeah we might need to prepare a few things before we head out, then." like herbs, or... something. i dunno, he'd ask raven, she knew all that garbo. 

to her question, tegan grinned a little bit, his chest puffing out as he peered down at bat. "what, you mean being all-mighty and powerful?" he clarified, and then added, "nah i kid -- it's kinda the same. i just... well, you kinda missed a little bit when you were dead." he gritted his teeth, trying to force himself over the emotional hump it was to share his feelings with others.  "i have a little more say and get a little more respect from others... which just makes me feel better about -- myself, i guess. i make good decisions, and no one takes 'em seriously. and now they will," he said with a flick of his gray ears.