Kale blinked, "Oh, so, more shots," he replied as he gingerly placed the box down on the bed, "I blame the lack of sugar around here."

Wolfe finally turned and closed the gap between them. He looked closely at Raven, leaning in a little too close, "You're flirty with everybody... aren't you?" he demanded, pink eyebrows slanted almost into a V.

"... I'll go find you something," Blaze decided as she started off in search of some sugar.

"Uh..." Raven muttered, very surprised. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

So Kale sat back with a sigh and waited, eyeing Yue every once in awhile to make sure she was okay.

"You flirt with anyone, you... toad stool!" Wolfe barked, face still a little too close.

Besides still being spacy and a little bruised, Yue seemed alright.

Raven backed off a little, starting to get it. "Isn't that the point?" he argued, getting a little angry back. "I went to Chicago to get Laurel back - by whatever means I could. So I flirted a little to get information. Isn't that pretty much what you guys do all the time? What's your problem? It's not like I made out with them or anything unlike someone else."

Laurel was wandering the halls how, Nic's pistol in her hands.

Wolfe glared at Raven, "Snow infiltrated Yin Long territory. You flirted with a man who seemed to be no threat because you pitied him," he spat, "Don't compare the two."

"... Yeah, I talked to him," Raven replied, struggling a little to keep his voice low so others wouldn't over hear. "Did I flirt? Probably - I don't remember what was said. But did I ever insinuate anything happening beyond the conversation we were having - no. Did I ever touch him in any way - no. And at the time, I did pity him a little. I remember what its like - learning to be unashamed of coming out of the closet."

"Well, aren't you a budding philanthropist," Wolfe snarled a little before blinking as a ringing laugh hit them from their right.

Snow was grinning at them, "Oh, I'm so glad I kept my contacts in and my wiretap on you," she chuckled.

Wolfe paused. Then, breaking all form of decorum, he suddenly charged right at Snow. Snow was still laughing as she ran off down the hallway, Wolfe hot in pursuit.

Raven blinked at Wolfe and Snow as they ran off, standing there a little dumbfounded.

Out of the corner of Raven's eye, he could see Laurel walk by.

As Wolfe and Snow disappeared from sight, he shook his head a little before glanced over at Laurel.

Laurel seemed to be going somewhere, she walked with purpose. She was still gripping Nic's pistol in her hand.

Raven glanced in the direction Wolfe and Snow had disappeared before catching up with Laurel. "Hey Laurel," Raven called as he approached so he wouldn't surprise her.

Laurel's head turned a little but she kept walking forwards.

"... Where are you going?" he asked a little hesitantly.

"Shooting range," Laurel replied simply. "You shouldn't come," she suggested, "There are no couches."

"... Alright," Raven replied, taking that as a she didn't want him around. So Raven left Laurel alone.

A few hours later, Nic's sedatives were finally wearing off, and he slowly started to wake up.