[Fraser was naturally distressed. That was understandable. Forgetting everything about yourself and thinking you're someone else entirely must be a huge mind fuck, especially when neither of them could work out the how or why of it all. It's not even like Ray knows all this to be something from Fraser's past, but he supposes it could be. Maybe a long lost cousin or something by the name of Geoff that was in the theatre. Might be it.

Still doesn't really explain the kiss, but Ray's willing to chalk that into the 'drunk and crazy' category and leave it at that. It's not like it's the first time they've locked lips.]

Hey, forget about it. S'no problem. Nothing's changed, it's all good.

[Even if that is going to be the sort of thing he's going to lay in bed and think about at odd times of the night, because brains were annoying like that.

He watched Fraser move towards the door, is almost considering getting up to stop him, and then Benton stops himself. It really is better if he doesn't allow Fraser out on his own again, as he's pretty sure it would only end up in him having to go back to the drunk tank and pick him up again, and next time the early shift might already be in.]

How we go for a drive, huh? Get you out and see some sights. Like uh, like mental stimulation or something. I mean, that might work, right?

[Fraser was usually the one to come up with the ideas, Ray can't be expected to be the genius here.]