It wasn't quite a dismissal, which wasn't the same thing, but as much as Raphael was likely to grant something supernatural in nature.

Raphael suit was on the bland side - black suit, white shirt, pretty pattern on the tie and handkerchief, small tie-tack in the tie, shoes shined brightly. It's expensive, and pristine despite him walking around in it through the woods. He could be a business executive, albeit a conservatively dressed one.

"A greeting not entirely appropriate, no." Raphael had a particular mannerism, making eye contact and keeping it. One of his brothers had once said he could stare down a tsunami down and the weight of his gaze would send it hiding inside the Mariana Trench. Raphael wasn't staring that hard, but he didn't shift his gaze either.