She nodded thoughtfully, then focused those green eyes of hers on me again. "Why does he do it. Wolf? Why is Raven putting his life—and those of his people—on the line forme?" I shrugged. "Because Raven is Raven." I searched for more precise words, but they did not come easily. "I don’t mean to be flip, but for as long as I’ve known him, for as long as he’s been in Seattle, Raven has helped people in tight spots."