It had been a long time since she'd thought of Hank. The two of them had a complicated history, one she wondered wasn't doomed from the start. Hank had never fully accepted what he was. Only submitted to the hand that fate had forced upon him, and to the science that he'd punished himself with. His words on that night still stung, even so many years later. Raven had been too lost in her thoughts to hear Adam come up next to her, though she kept her surprise well hidden, turning sharply at his voice.
Adam Graves. The charming doctor. Sometimes not so charming, depending on who was in his medical room. Raven had been able to avoid going to him so far. Not only did she still not fully trust the man but it would be difficult to keep her form under a doctor's hand. Her experience had taught her to steer clear. She was able to take care of any injury on her own.
Although, it was comforting to know there was a doctor on hand if necessary.
She held onto the glasses for a moment, looked him and up and down, then handed the glasses out to him with a grin. "Perhaps they would look better on you then?"