[Raven comes out of the room she's picked for herself soon after he's stopped playing. She leans against a wall, arms crossed under her breasts.]

Trust you to come back from the dead and complain about the damage done to your jacket. You're aware of how vain it makes you sound, right?

[Welcome back, Teijirou. Your death didn't affect Raven. At all. Those who might tell you that would be liars.]