[Ray's surprised at the firmness of his voice, glad for it if only to scare away their unwanted visitor. Eventually Turnbull retreats and Ray, much like Fraser, releases a heavy exhale that he'd been holding. This is one scenario he really didn't want either of them trying to explain their way out of, especially not with someone like Turnbull.
While Fraser shifts on top of him, Ray uses the opportunity to slowly slip his arm free, hand releasing it's grip on Fraser to drop bonelessly beside himself on the desk. He stays on his back, staring blankly up at the bland ceiling as Benton settles in against his neck, the fog of his mind clearing enough to let his thoughts drift to what just took place. The question posed creeps softly up on him in a tone he hadn't expected. Was that hope?]
... I dunno. You alright?
[He understands just what 'fine' they're talking about. This isn't about well-being, this is about whether they're still fine within each other. More of a query of what might have changed than whether he felt well. A test of friendship to the extreme.]
no subject
While Fraser shifts on top of him, Ray uses the opportunity to slowly slip his arm free, hand releasing it's grip on Fraser to drop bonelessly beside himself on the desk. He stays on his back, staring blankly up at the bland ceiling as Benton settles in against his neck, the fog of his mind clearing enough to let his thoughts drift to what just took place. The question posed creeps softly up on him in a tone he hadn't expected. Was that hope?]
... I dunno. You alright?
[He understands just what 'fine' they're talking about. This isn't about well-being, this is about whether they're still fine within each other. More of a query of what might have changed than whether he felt well. A test of friendship to the extreme.]