Until Loki dropped the bone on his face of course. Rubbing drool off his face and sitting up, Raven threw the bone as far as he could. As he watched his Crup frolicking and getting distracted by birds, he began to think maybe Irene had been right. Maybe all Hades needed was some exercise to unleash his pent up energy. Then the demon dog wouldn't be so violent. It would still be mean tempered, but hopefully too tired to act on its' desires.
Seeing Loki distracted, Raven lay back down and shut his eyes for a quick nap between classes.