"Yeah, I think that might be a good idea. Once things have settled a little." He listens to her as she speaks, chewing thoughtfully and setting his chopsticks down so he can reach over and put his good hand on her back, rubbing a little. "Hey, it's not yer fault, lamb. No one was themselves durin' the spell. Look at Coop. He did all sorts o' terrible shit, an' no one with half a brain blames him for it. 'cause that wasn't us, Raleigh. It was the spell."

He sighs and pulls her in against his side, pressing a quick kiss to her temple. "So try an' put it outta your mind, aye? There's nothin' ya could have done."