Raph looks up and to the left as he considers her words. As they're not in mixed company, there's no trip to his hair trigger blush reflex. He sighs happily as his mind replays some truly happy memories he has of the two of them together. So happy that he can't help but raise the bottle to them before taking a drink.

"Aye, that I do," he says passing her the bottle. "But considering I'll not have you at all if I allow you to leave? I think I'll take suffer the losses and keep you around just the same."