Charles. [He does have quite the skill in making her still feel like a child.] I'm nearly 50... I can handle my own problems. And I definitely don't need you to giving the talk to any potential 'suitors'. Or past ones.

[Her expression sobers then. There are other things she really didn't want to rehash with him. Not again. So she's no desire to fill him in on much of anything, outside of the most vague and unimportant. Maybe, given time, she'll change her mind. Or he'll wear her down. Raven gives him a small smile, one she only ever reserved for him. The slightly exasperated but ultimately fond one.] I'm glad your here too. [She is. Even if it made things that much more complicated.]