Falcon keeps petting, watching as Raven's vital signs drift more and more towards sleep.

It's not... bad, and before long, Raven's fully asleep, and Falcon has a lapful of softly snoring catboy. He should mind, probably, but he doesn't. The purring snores are oddly comforting, just as this whole interaction has been.

He'll feel awkward about it later, most likely, but for now?

Well, he can hardly disturb Raven now, can he? Instead, he leans back, and continues softly scratching behind Raven's ear while he sleeps.