[Ray takes time to settle into his role, to really feel like they're not going to get spotted as frauds or laughed out of the club. He's not used to being surrounded by quite so many... freaks, but he's almost appreciative that this is the one place where a handcuffed topless guy in a Mountie uniform isn't looked at oddly. In fact, the scene the two of them present is relative normal by the standards of some of the others in here.
He can feel Fraser's eyes on him, but doesn't look back. Barely even acknowledges him beyond the constant contact. Doesn't even dare to glance because he's not sure he can handle that look without wanting to immediately pounce on the Mountie right in the middle of the club. Self-discipline has never really been his thing, especially not after a night like the two of them shared.]
Yeah. Yeah, look but don't touch.
[He directs Fraser closer towards the bar to give them a better look, still staying far too close to his side and watching the woman like a hawk. Fraser gets a nudge with his elbow to signal Ray's talking to him.] Hands up, let her see.
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He can feel Fraser's eyes on him, but doesn't look back. Barely even acknowledges him beyond the constant contact. Doesn't even dare to glance because he's not sure he can handle that look without wanting to immediately pounce on the Mountie right in the middle of the club. Self-discipline has never really been his thing, especially not after a night like the two of them shared.]
Yeah. Yeah, look but don't touch.
[He directs Fraser closer towards the bar to give them a better look, still staying far too close to his side and watching the woman like a hawk. Fraser gets a nudge with his elbow to signal Ray's talking to him.] Hands up, let her see.