Physically, Kara was lying on her roof, starlight beaming down on her, eyes half lidded and body sprawled like a tossed rag doll. But really she was buried deep in her own mind.

“Do you remember what made you happiest, when you were alive?” She asked Raven. In the shared space of their minds, they were having tea. 

Raven frowned for a moment. 

“I can’t really remember what was real and what I dreamed when I was in that box,” she said slowly. “But I think I really enjoyed flying.”

Kara starred. “You could fly?”

Raven flashed her familiar smirk. “Like the clouds, darling.”