Thomas didn't get a good look at him. Raph's on his favorite stool, talking to Abigail on a busy night when she's got people to help... Assumptions were made.

Abigail looks unsettled. No one else would know to say that, in precisely that put upon tone. Moving fast enough to do Raph proud, she pushes forward off the table and gives his hair a good tug.

It stays on.

"Goddess," she mumbles, close to his (different) face. She spends a moment searching his eyes, before indulging in a fail proof test: a kiss.

Then:

"Where have you been?"

It seems the easiest question to ask first.