She props her elbows onto the countertop, giving the amber-hued alcohol a sidelong look. "Thanks, but I'll pass." Raven didn't come here to drink. She came here to find Murphy, to make sure he was really here. Instead of taking the drink, she puts a hand on his shoulder.

"I thought I was the only one here." But Murphy was here and pretty damn solid. A moment later, and after a reassuring squeeze, her hand slips off his shoulder.