[Ray's not even going to ask why Fraser has foundation and why he knows the shades of his own and Thatchers. All Ray knows about foundation is that it's been damn good to him as a kid, covering various bruises and the like to hide them from his parents. He doesn't even think of how Fraser never covers his wounds, or how it might cause more questions than not.
Thankfully though he's barely touched his fingers to Fraser's neck before he's stopping dead, frozen in thought as the question is raised.
It's a very good point.
One that Ray can't immediately answer.]
Uh.
[He's quick to withdraw, hands dropping instinctively to check in the pockets of his jeans. With no luck there he moves towards the holster still sitting on the floor which... no, no that wouldn't have them. They're more likely to be in one of the pockets of his jacket, although as he grabs for his discard hoodie on the floor and gives it a shake, it sounds distinctively empty too. The keys that he fishes out of his leather jacket (discarded on the back of the chair) are very definitely little more than car keys, house keys and similar, and after that he's starting to run out of ideas.]
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Thankfully though he's barely touched his fingers to Fraser's neck before he's stopping dead, frozen in thought as the question is raised.
It's a very good point.
One that Ray can't immediately answer.]
Uh.
[He's quick to withdraw, hands dropping instinctively to check in the pockets of his jeans. With no luck there he moves towards the holster still sitting on the floor which... no, no that wouldn't have them. They're more likely to be in one of the pockets of his jacket, although as he grabs for his discard hoodie on the floor and gives it a shake, it sounds distinctively empty too. The keys that he fishes out of his leather jacket (discarded on the back of the chair) are very definitely little more than car keys, house keys and similar, and after that he's starting to run out of ideas.]
... Maybe in my car...?
[He doesn't sound very convinced by that idea.]