Ray snuggled with Saint as he fell asleep. When he got lifted up he whimpered in fear. Clinging to his clothes tightly. Tensed like he expected someone to hit him. He slowly woke up after he got set in the chair. He stirred and heard Saint's mom crying. Tenatively he got up and went to sit next to her. Hesitantly curling up beside the woman and cautiously laid his head on her shoulder. Giving her a no handed hug. Not touching her otherwise. "It'll be okay." He said softly. Looking at the ground not her. "Why...why are you nice to me? Why don't you hurt me?" He asked softly. Tensing as if expecting to be hit for daring to question her. He bit his lower lip. "I'm not used to people being nice to me. You are a nice older lady and I don't understand it. Saint was the first person to be nice to me. Then you guys. I don't understand it. I don't deserve it."