[ raven recognises that anger. she'd worn it for years, during every interaction with her mother. something within her hates — hates — seeing it on a kid. ]

[ gently, ] Well, look around. She's not here. And, between you and me, I don't think she's coming here to get you. You're out of her control. So, make your own decisions, okay?

[ that's easier said than done, isn't it? ]

And if she just happens to come here, [ raven accompanies it with a shrug and an expression that says "which is highly likely" ] you can tell her to come speak to me. You're way too young to be stressed out about doing what you want to do.