It's not the first time she's seen him without a shirt on, but it is the first time she gets to see and touch. She runs her fingers over his skin, sliding her hand up his chest. There's a few scars that she avoids, more for his own piece of mind than anything. She doesn't want to ruin this, doesn't want him to pull away from her self consciously or otherwise.

He hovers above her, his arms braced either side and his hair falling into his eyes a little, and Raven doesn't think she's ever seen someone so attractive. It's somehow ridiculously unfair that someone like him has gone through what he has, but she came here to get his mind off of all that. She smiles up at him, runs her hand up his arm and over his shoulder.

"If you don't keep going," she warns, her voice light and eyes amused, "I'm going to be very disappointed."

She'll stop in a heartbeat if he wants to, of course, but she doesn't think he does. She does, however, think that if they're going to continue it might not be a bad idea to relocate. "I'm assuming there's a bed here," she says slowly, raising one eyebrow.