Raleigh settles herself on the couch, closer to him, and she nods. "I know you're not going to break," she says with a shake of her head. "Didn't think you were." She smiles at him, shifting so that she's curled up on the couch. "But yeah - there's ice cream and a couple of pot pies and maaaaaybe there's a chocolate potato cake in there." She raises her brows, looking over at Davin. "You should be set for a while, unless you have a huge party or something." That's pretty much off the table right now, but that doesn't mean she can't make the joke.