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[Xander was taking another step when Ray makes his offer. He pauses and glances over his shoulder again.]

...Sure. I could probably use one.

[Although he had the non-alcoholic variety in mind. So, he turns to face Ray and move closer towards the doors.]

You got it.

[Ray will be a bro and hold the door open and everything. But be awkwardly quiet all the way back to his apartment. That's what he does.]

So yooooou... feelin' any better?

[He gives the other man a nod and steps inside, before waiting for Ray to go ahead of him. Like his host, he remains quiet until they arrive at the apartment room.]

Not really. [He shakes his head.] Although, being here is taking one thing off of my mind.

[It was better than nothing, at least.]

Ahh. If anything, maybe I can be a distraction for a while?

[Ray opens the door and immediately heads over to the fridge. Because that's where the important stuff is.]

I don't really have much right now. Beer, coke, whiskey, iced tea?

Well... You did offer it earlier.

[He forces a bit of a strained smile to lips before following the other man inside the apartment, closing the door behind him. He takes a moment to take off his shoes and jacket, but pauses at the drink offers.]

Iced tea is fine. Thank you, Ray.

[Once he was done by the entrance way, he looks down at the floor as he walks. He doesn't want to step on the cat by accident.]

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[Don't worry, the cat's sleeping on the back of the couch like a champion. ray pours a glass of iced tea for Xander and brings it over HERE YOU GO DUDE]

Yeah, no problem.

[The sound of Ray's footsteps catch his attention and he brings his head up, nodding to the other man before accepting the glass.]

...So. How goes the search?

[He'll move to take a seat on the couch, not taking up any space like the last time he was here.]

[ray goes straight for the beer because that's how he rolls, and then plunks his ass down on the arm of the couch.]

Well, y'know. Stressful. I've got a few people helping me out, though.

Of legal age and aware of the risks involved?

[He looks up at Ray as he takes a sip of the iced tea.]

I hope the death threats have lessen a considerable amount.

Yes, on both accounts. I made it pretty clear that I wasn't willing to get kids involved.

[Ray just stares at the wall, sipping his beer for a second]

They have, but I haven't been on the network much. That's probably why, to be honest.

Just making sure.

[He sips a little more of the tea before lowering the glass.]

That's good to hear, even if it means not interacting with the network. [A brief sigh.] ...How much are you going to tell them?

[He turns his head to look at Ray, frowning slightly. It wasn't intentional for him to keep bringing up the whole traitor situation, but it was a giant concern. He even considered approaching Nick about it, but he has no way of getting in contact with him and walking in to the station would be a bad idea all around. But, with his current state of mind and the buzzing, would make the situation worse.]

[he didn't really like being railed about this shit, but it was kind of expected. he had kind of put himself in a pretty shitty situation, after all.]

I'm only gonna tell them as much as people tell me I can. All Sherman asked for is names, anyway. I don't have to say much.

A good plan. What if Sherman asks for more than just names at a later date? Are you going to ask for more volunteers?

[He was asking more than he needed to and he brought a hand up to his mouth. Trying to stop himself from becoming even more reckless with his words.]

...Sorry. You don't have to answer any of that. I never meant to come over and bombard you with questions. I'm being a horrible guest.

[A bit of a chuckle escapes him, which causes him to bite down on the inside of his own lip. He really wish he could have a better grasp on these new personality traits. To be honest, he wouldn't be surprised if Ray already thought he was insane, especially after the request on the network about a therapist and a psychiatrist.]

I don't really have an answer for it, anyway.

[Ray was trying not to sound bitter about it. He really was. He knew he wasn't in a good position and he understood why people wouldn't trust him. A small part of him was pretty indignant, though. Here he was, uncomfortably close to the enemy and putting his ass on the line trying to play double agent, and all but a handfull of people were riding his ass about it. Hell, even some of the ones that did support him gave him shit about it sometimes. Not that he could blame anyone for it.]

This could end up backfiring on me horribly. I half expect it. I have more plans for dealing with that than I have for the actual... operation,I guess.

[He gives a silent nod in response since he was still biting down on his lip, but finally releases it to down the rest of the iced tea.]

At this point, being prepared for the worst case scenario is probably for the best. But, you probably didn't need to hear that.

[A sigh is heard as he rubs his temples with a free hand.]

I guess I could come to your aid and get you out of there if you need it.

I guess it would depend on the situation. If Sherman finds out that I'm fucking around on him, I'm dead. There's not going to be any jail to get me out of.

[Ray shrugged. He'd kind of come to terms with that fact a while ago. If he managed to survive this for more than a few months, he'd be pretty impressed with himself.]

[His expression settles in to a frown before another sigh is heard. This conversation obviously took a dark turn and he wasn't sure how to change the direction of the subject.]

...I understand.

[He falls quiet for a moment before getting up with the glass in his hand and places it by the sink.]

I hope you enjoy the doughnuts. I wasn't sure what flavor you'd like.

[Ray watched him out of the corner of his eye, draining the rest of his beer in the process. Because beer+doughnuts=delicious(?)]

Oh, I will. Everything made of doughnut is delicious and amazing. You taking off?

Well, they're hand-made.

[A small smile appears on his lips before he nods.]

Yeah, I am. I have a bit of a walk to get back to my place.

[Smiles are good. Ray can do smiles.]

Gotcha. If you want a ride, just say the word.

I don't want to trouble you with a ride or have you waste gas.

[He makes a gesture of dismissal as he moves over to the entrance to get his jacket.]

You have a lot to deal with, so I don't want to be another thing on that list.

It wouldn't bother me. Driving someone home is hardly on par with everything else going on.

Up to you, though.

[He pauses, almost considering it as he slips his jacket on.]

...Are you sure you don't mind?

No, I don't mind at all!

[Ray hopped up and put his drink on the table before grabbing his jacket off the floor. That's where he keeps it.]

Gives me an excuse to get out of the apartment.

I guess that is true. All right, I'll take you up on it.

[He waits by the door before moving to get it open, taking care to watch for Cookie Monster, just in the case the cat wants to escape.]

I could pay you back for the gas.

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