"That's not something you typically 'wow', Raymond." But Rip is reaching out again, and with both hands he takes Ray's cheeks and carefully smooths all the lines away with his fingers. It's such a juvenile thing to do, stupid, and while he may not be drunk, he's certainly had enough that Ray-- the one he'd nearly lost to blood loss, internal bleeding, and broken bones-- is someone he'd love to be sure was real, just in case.
Oh, he's home. And he's safe. But is he Ray? Their Ray? Rip's Ray?
This Ray keeps frowning in worry. It's a pretty damn close call.
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"That's not something you typically 'wow', Raymond." But Rip is reaching out again, and with both hands he takes Ray's cheeks and carefully smooths all the lines away with his fingers. It's such a juvenile thing to do, stupid, and while he may not be drunk, he's certainly had enough that Ray-- the one he'd nearly lost to blood loss, internal bleeding, and broken bones-- is someone he'd love to be sure was real, just in case.
Oh, he's home. And he's safe. But is he Ray? Their Ray? Rip's Ray?
This Ray keeps frowning in worry. It's a pretty damn close call.
"...don't sound so sad for me."