[Without much in the way of a change in expression Kratos reaches up to unpin his cape and sweep it around, laying it across the rock. Then he bowed at Raine, his hands extended toward the seat to offer it to her. He's the taller; she'd have an easier time if they were both sitting, so they may as well use the cape for something.

[He takes a seat when she does, on the very edge of the stone and straight-backed, his hands on his knees, head turned to see her out of the corner of his eye.]

What do you intend to do, if anything?