Ray looked at him. Listening to him speaking. No worries? No worries? How could he not worry? His brothers weren't going to give up and Luke would get into it with Saint again. He felt bad that Saint was hurt more based on his brother's meanness. He listened to the conversation that went down. It didn't make much sense. He had a look of confusion on his face. Underground? What was underground. He jumped when the phone landed on the table. He was skittish but he couldn't help it. Tensed like he expected something to hit him. Relaxing as he watched Saint turn over. Looking at him with a strand of his very long blond hair laying in his face. He laid his head on Saint's chest awkwardly when he was pulled in closer. He wasn't sure why Saint did that but he wasn't going to complain. Even though he met the guy just today it felt like he could trust him. He felt like he could trust the guys family but they scared him. Saint was really the only one he truly trusted. Was he nuzzling his hair for a reason? It would smell like his lavender and vanilla shampoo. He closed his eyes and went to sleep as well. Trying to not go to sleep too deeply or he'd toss and turn all night long.