Mavis hesitated for a moment before lowering his gaze and complying. Although he didn't know Raven himself, Terrick and Pike seemed reasonably trusting of her presence so he resolved to do the same. His fingers trembled as he lifted up the side of his shirt, and he winced as the movement caused his torso to twist ever so slightly. Underneath was a nasty purple and black bruise which had spread to encompass nearly the entire right side of his mid-section, from his armpit to his hip. The rounded shape of his chest was dented in the very darkest part of the bruise, which revealed the two or three fractured ribs which had begun to cave in on themselves to restrict his breathing.
From behind Raven, Pike watched with a steely, grim expression of anger and sympathy. "Darn, kid..." He murmured.
