Ray watched Saint get let go. He watched Sinner go back over to King. Then he felt Saint's mother's gaze on him. He recoiled instinctively. Shrinking away a bit. Wait. Wha? He blinked. She was feeding him? Why? What was he doing right that she was feeding him? He looked at Saint. "Your mom...will be...my mom?" He echoed. Holding onto Saint tightly which wasn't really tight since he wasn't that strong. "Why will she be my mom? Is that a good thing?" He asked. Really confused as he wasn't used to having someone genuinely caring about him. Especially not a mother figure. He smiled a bit. They seemed nice. All of them. If Saint trusted them maybe he could too. Maybe. He looked at Saint's mother aas she began serving food. His stomach growling loudly as he smelled the delicious food. He sat where the food was placed. At first just staring at it because he couldn't believe a mother figure was feeding him. Tenatively, as if afraid she was going to take it away, he began eating.<br/><br/>A little moaned sound of delight and enjoyment escaped his lips. He ate just a bit faster. Nomming away on it. Eating bites of the biscuit. "This is really good." he said. He was trying to eat it all for Saint's mother but had a feeling he wouldn't be able to. He managed to eat half the biscuit and most of the chicken and dumpling soup when he started to feel nauscious from eating too much. He lay his head down on his arms. "She is so nice to me...why?" He asked Saint. It was hard to believe it was because she believed he meant something. Yet at the same time he hoped it was because of that.