Raine just waits there for a little while, patiently, allowing Pepper to think through what she's feeling, and she recognizes it when Pepper eases, however fractionally. Good. Something of what Raine said must have had an impact.

With Pepper re-emerged from behind her hands for the most part, Raine picks up her tea, though she returns to leaning against the table beside Pepper as well-- putting the table between them seems too much separation, right now. "Spock?" Raine inquires, tilting her head a little. It isn't a reference she recognizes, unfortunately, though it certainly sounds complimentary.