[ It is godawful o'clock when Vriska goes looking for Raven. We're talking like 3, 4 AM. What's sleep? For the weak, that's what.

Besides, chances for a truly private conversation are best when absolutely no one else will be around, and Vriska is very aware that humans are diurnal. Being nocturnal has some benefits, even on an obnoxiously sunny tropical island.

Anyway, hey. Looks like we're going to chill out by the campfire and chat, because when Vriska finds Raven there staring into the flames, she'll settle down in a chair beside the other girl. ]

Hey you.

[ Stretches her arms up over her head, leaning back in her chair to stare up at the oh so starry sky. ]

So what do you think about all this? Like, personally, without any other idiots around to bug us.