It wasn't everyone who could tell she was all but wearing a mask. Of course, neither was it everyone who could practically predict her needs as she skated along, suddenly appearing out of nowhere with a cup of hot chocolate. Sometimes she thought she might be part-reptile, or at least cold-blooded, to be so partial to hot things the way she was. Cold things had their place too, but she'd always liked hot chocolate.

"Is that how you greet all the ladies?" Raven simply asked him, plucking the cup out of his hands as she slowed a little, eyeing him thoughtfully. Her face betrayed nothing, something she'd gotten very good at over the years.