Sonya watched him reach into the fridge and pull out two drinks, before joining them on the deck. She accepted the cola from him (since she'd been on medication, she had to be careful with alcohol).

"I know." He said, opening his own beer. Sonya guessed the only reason he didn't offer Raiden one was because he knew the god didn't drink. "Least, I know you were invited."

The last part was said to her; she merely shrugged. "I think I should go..been hiding long enough."

The hand on her shoulder's almost hesitant, John's grip feeling light. She set a hand ontop of his. "It'll mean a lot to us, and it might do you some good."

Sonya could only make a 'hmph' sound in return.