Ray hadn't meant to spill his guts. People hadn't asked questions he could answer before. Or if they had...he hadn't had the courage to answer them. He nodded his head to the first part. He had seen that. He shifted a bit and couldn't really look at Sinner too much. He was nervous around him. He listened to him. "Scared puts it lightly." He said truthfully but very softly. Terrified out of his mind was actually more accurate. The oldest brother Saint had met was the worst. He made sure he knew it too. He listened to what the guy said. So Saint knew what it was like. Was that why Saint saved him? Why he gave him the courage to rebel against his brother? He jumped out of his thoughts when he felt the soft hand on his boney shoulder. Looking at him and watched him. He could trust him? He wanted to trust him. He wanted to trust their mother. He was afraid to. He took the chips hesitantly. His actions told he wasn't used to things being offered without them being jerked away last second. He took a bite of the chips. They were good! His eyes lit up a bit as he looked at Sinner. "Thank you." He said softly. "I'm trying to trust you and the nice lady. Its hard when it goes against everything I've known all my life. Its like trying to wake from a horrible nightmare and realize there is other realities than the one I've known since I was like a year old." He looked down and bit his lip. "I'm trying though...to trust you. To trust the nice lady. I'm not used to a mother figure being nice to me. It is actually quite surreal. Its like I'm dreaming and when I least expect it I'll wake up and be at the closet that was my room again."