Ray nodded his head. It wouldn't be easy to trust people. He didn't have a male or female figure who was the worst. His whole family hated him. He was the unwanted black sheep of the family. The brat as his second oldest brother called him. He hoped he didn't see any of his brothers. He wouldn't be able to be brave against all of them. He watched Saint come out. Eating at his chips as he sat near Saint. He looked at them and watched him moving around. He looked at Sinner. Nodding his head. He only had that cream a friend helped him make. It helped with bruises. Wouldn't do anything for cracked ribs. He felt bad that Saint had his ribs cracked cuz of him. He just stayed quiet. Hearing the door open and paled. He forgot his brother worked here once a week. He pulled his legs up to his chest. Wrapping his arms around himself. His brother Jacob walked in further. He buried his face in his legs. Shaking hard as he said softly. "Don't see me. Don't see me. Don't notice me. Don't notice me." Over and over again under his breath. Maybe he would luck out. Maybe.<br/><br/>Jacob was looking around for his brother. After Luke got a beat down of sorts he and the other two brothers spread out looking for places Ray could be hiding. Mother was breathing down their necks to bring the brat home. He worked here so maybe his brother would be stupid enough to come for medical attention. His gaze scanned the people in the area. He spotted Ray but then he saw Sinner. Great. That would be a thorn in his side. He wondered if he could trick Ray into leaving near Sinner. He and that asshole got into it ALL the damn time. Fuck it. That was his little brother and if he and Sinner got into it in the fucking hospital so be it. He walked over and stopped four feet away. "Ray its time to go home. Mom and dad are really pissed at the stunt you pulled with Luke." His tone cold and almost deadly. He ignored Sinner and Saint for the moment.<br/><br/>Ray shook harder as he realized that his brother had noticed him. Muttering don't come closer don't come closer...over and over again. Paling to ghostly white when he was noticed. His body turning rigid and shaking like it was in a high powered earthquake. He bit his lip. "N-n-n-n-no. I wanna stay with Saint and Sinner." He said in a mousey voice. Whimpering quite audibly as he pressed into Saint a bit more.<br/><br/>Jacob didn't like that answer because his eyes grew from falsely soft to hard and rigid. "That wasn't optional Ray. Don't make this harder on yourself than its going to already be." His tone lost the false sense of security he was trying to put up. Still ignoring Sinner. Since he worked here some of the time he couldn't start a fist fight.