Raven’s smirk deepened. “And all that ammo to work with. It must be so hard to resist.” She mimed tapping keyboard keys by drumming her fingers against the table. “No wonder you’re so bored!” She sat back in her seat and folded her arms over her lap. “Are you at least getting credit for playing so nicely with everyone?”
If his staying off the network resulted in having his powers back, even just for a while, Raven hoped it worked. It was something he deserved for playing nice at all – something that might go a long way to establish a little bit of trust.
“Oh, doing well. I was just taking a little stroll and decided I needed a latte. Of course, keeping your company is even better than I hoped for.”