[Edible? Really? Fraser's already eaten Ray once in the last twelve hours. The thought of which has Ray clearing his throat almost in sync with Fraser, turning away and heading for the door. He holds it open for for his handcuffed partner before following in, the sunglasses staying on despite the lack of light in the area. It's an image thing as well as a confidence thing, making him feel that little but more in charge of the world around him.
At least Ray already knows a thing or two about carrying himself in a crowd, that little swagger and set back shoulders trying to portray some serious alpha male signs.
He stays just behind Fraser's right shoulder, lifting a hand to rest there, supportive and guiding and sending a clear message to anyone near that he's already taken. Doesn't stop a few wandering eyes, but Ray can hardly blame them.]
So we're just gettin' some keys and gettin' out, right? [He questions, close against Fraser's ear.]
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At least Ray already knows a thing or two about carrying himself in a crowd, that little swagger and set back shoulders trying to portray some serious alpha male signs.
He stays just behind Fraser's right shoulder, lifting a hand to rest there, supportive and guiding and sending a clear message to anyone near that he's already taken. Doesn't stop a few wandering eyes, but Ray can hardly blame them.]
So we're just gettin' some keys and gettin' out, right? [He questions, close against Fraser's ear.]