[There's something to certainly be said for the environment. For the open, icy wilds of Canada. While Fraser's comfort levels for his home country rise, Ray's left living a totally new and different life. His reliance on his friend has increased ten fold, as has his trust, aware as he is that he'd be screwed out here without Fraser by his side. Maybe, just maybe, he likes that concept; the idea of having someone looking out for him. It's been a long time since he last had that.]
That is so dumb. [He decides, although his tone sounds amused, perhaps even flattered, rather than any traces of usual annoyance.
The feather light touch breaks his attention for a second, eyes flicking down to the trailing fingers. When he does look back to Fraser, the stare doesn't last long, his eyes slipping shut as he leans forward.
It's probably not one of Ray's brighter ideas but he's going with his instinct on this, thoughts mentally shoved aside as lips connect unsteadily to form a not-so-graceful kiss. But it lingers. Possibly because he's not entirely sure whether he dares to draw away and let Benton speak.]
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That is so dumb. [He decides, although his tone sounds amused, perhaps even flattered, rather than any traces of usual annoyance.
The feather light touch breaks his attention for a second, eyes flicking down to the trailing fingers. When he does look back to Fraser, the stare doesn't last long, his eyes slipping shut as he leans forward.
It's probably not one of Ray's brighter ideas but he's going with his instinct on this, thoughts mentally shoved aside as lips connect unsteadily to form a not-so-graceful kiss. But it lingers. Possibly because he's not entirely sure whether he dares to draw away and let Benton speak.]