Raven hadn't heard from Darin since his little stunt at the smithy. It was to be expected, when he still had to figure some things out, and, he supposed, decide just how much he wanted to tell Raven. It was a troubling conversation, and despite giving him the cold shoulder, maybe some part of Raven was worried by the kid's low regard for himself. Yet Raven's a tired old fart, so he just opts to deal with it in the same way as everything else: keep an eye on things from a distance and step in only if he needs to.

Still, after a conversation like that, it's somehow unsurprising to pass through the Pleasure District one morning to find a passed out Darin there. Time to step in.

"Looks like someone had a fun night," he mutters to himself, moving over to unattach the belt from the fountain. "Wakey wakey, kid."

...Aaand he'll let Darin drop into the fountain with a splash. He's not completely heartless, though, so he'll help yank Darin out the water whether he regains consciousness straight away or not.