Re: Gabe/Nish/Rafe - 8:02 p.m., back by the punch bowl
Rafe was shaking his head before she had finished the thought. "Stop that," he said, his voice still soft. "Just get some food on your stomach. Soak up a little of that alcohol and everything will seem better, I promise." He picked up a little napkin from the table and held it out toward her.
"So this painting," he said, doing his best to help Gabe draw her back toward more comfortable topics. "You know, I really think it helps to have another outlet." Not just therapy, he thought, but did not say. "You shouldn't give it up just because of her."