Not because she WANTS to, idiot.

Clearing her throat and attempting to get back what dignity she had lost today, Raven tried to look non-plussed about it. "W...well, I mean...that would help. I wouldn't want to catch cold, after all," she said, sounding like she was trying to justify what she was about to do. Whether it was to me or to herself, I couldn't say.

What I COULD say was that this wasn't going to go the way she was thinking. "Alright then. Got a good grip on that tea?" I asked. A puzzled expression crossed her face as she looked at the tea, then to me, nodding. Nodding in return, I picked her up and CAREFULLY placed her on my lap. "J...John!" she yelped in surprise, grip on the tea cup tightening. Thankfully, I avoided spilling anything.

"Relax," I soothed, getting her to lean back against me. Raven's face had become the shade of a tomato as her back touched my chest. "Comfortable?" I asked, trying my best not to sound like I was teasing or something. ...I totally was, but I didn't want to sound like it. Besides, warming her with body heat was a valid method.

"Very," I heard Raven muttered. "What was that?" I asked, knowing damn well what she had said. Sipping her tea with shaking hands (though not from the cold), Raven swallowed, once again trying to look like she wasn't extremely flustered. "I mean, it's not exactly ideal, but it'll do the job, I'm sure," she replied, keeping her voice amazingly steady for how red her cheeks were.

She was good, but I still had a trick or two up my sleeve. "Good," I said before leaning forward, wrapping my arms around her tiny body and pulling her close. I could feel her muscles tensing as I did so...then almost immediately relaxing. Raven snuggled me briefly before catching herself and trying to play it off as though she was attempting to scratch an itch. She was so adorable when she was trying to save face. She was also failing utterly.

The tiny Titan sat in silence on my lap for a time. I think she was trying not to relax on me. Several times, I felt her body start to ease up, only to snap back into a tense state. Let's see...how else can I get to her? It didn't take long for me to think up something. "You've stopped shivering. That's good," I mentioned. She nodded slowly, possibly thinking of a response. I wasn't going to give her the chance just yet. "You seem uncomfortable with this position. If you're all warmed up, you don't need to be in it anymore." Now we'd see just how iron clad that will of hers was.