Raven managed to keep from flinching, going absolutely still instead. She wasn't used to being touched out of curiousity, not outside of battle or the rare hug one of her team-mates surprised her with. It was more forward than Elizabeth seemed, but likely could be chalked up to the drink and mood.

As pale as she looked, she wasn't half-dead. Her skin was normal, soft, and warm as one alive. Just very pale--courtesy of Raven's heritage. "I...didn't ask for it." Very quiet, and remaining so very still.