While Grace and Stiles discuss their next move, Raph bides his time by giving the living room a closer inspection.

That is until he realizes he's being watched by Grace. That's about the time he turns, makes and holds eye contact, all the while keeping his expression as purposefully neutral as he can.

Raph's a giant marshmallowy lug of a man once you get to know him, but...it's not something he shouts from the rooftops.

"Silver heads on the arrows?" he drawls?