Ray looked pained. "I believe what I am told. What has been forced into my head since I was barely a year old. I don't know...how to think otherwise. Thank you...for being nice to me." He said before she left the room. He curled in a protective ball when she left. He glanced to Sinner. He didn't know how to take this information. He looked back down. "They told me nobody would care about a brat like me. That nobody would care how I am forced to live." He said softly. He looked to Sinner. "They all beat me. They all hurt me. All five of them. Six when Jason is home." He curled in a tighter ball. Starting to silently cry. "I didn't mean to upset her. I am just saying what has been beaten into my head. It is hard to know that there is another reality. That I am finally safe from them. I just want to be accepted and cared about. Nobody cared about me at home. I was made to do everything. I was forced to live in a room barely bigger than a small closet." He bit his lower lip. "I trust Saint. I want to trust you guys. Your mother is so sweet. So nice to me and my brain wants to believe its real yet at the same time it feels like a dream." He curled in a tighter ball. "I don't want to go back to them. I want to stay with you guys." He bit his lip. "Do I have to go back to them Sinner?" He sounded afraid. "Will they make me come back again like the last time I tried to escape?" He was afraid of it.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry I upset your mother." He sniffled a bit. "It is hard to trust but...but...I do trust you guys a little bit." His body shook now. "I hope she can forgive me for saying what I have been told since I was little." He fell silent after that. Mumbling under his breath I don't want to go back. I want to stay with saint and his mother. He jumped when he heard Luke's voice yelling down the hall. Looking terrified. "Luke..." He said the one word like it was an omen of doom. To him it was. Luke wouldn't back down from fighting Sinner or anyone else who got in his way.