You sleep a bit late, finally falling into a fitful sleep with Raven beside you. Your attempt at rest was scarred with dreams of Bones leaving you with Wolf and a pack of men and another nightmare about a mutant man-child floating around eating a crystal heart. When you become more aware, you first feel the soft warmth of Raven beside you. She moans a bit when you move on the bed.
Then you open your eyes to the world. And you see Raven lying naked on her stomach beside you, she'd removed her clothes in pieces throughout the night, constantly complaining she was hot. You know she really wanted to sleep with you, but the warning held her back. Her long hair is splayed across her makeshift pillow. Crouched down beside the bed watching her sleep, and you, too, is Logic. He looks caught in the moment of it, transfixed by the two of you. Without looking up at you, he whispers, "Good morning, lovely. Crackle is dead."