Jack smiled faintly at the sound, but just leaned his head on Rays'.

Ray hums in contentment. For a moment they wondered again if Jack would ever like them before they numbed their feelings and denied theirself the ability to feel that way. Jack wouldn't want Ray so they shouldn't get their hopes up.

Jack gave a sigh of satisfaction, forgetting all their problems for the time being.

Ray was thinking out loud in the way they had, "We'll probably have to leave soon... The guards will be searching for me and I know at least two people who would snitch about where we are."

"I don't think Sam would tell." Jack offered. "If the two siblings are who you're talking about.

Ray laughs and shakes their head, breaking the hug and pacing as their eyes scanned their place. They were trying to figure out what they really needed to bring and what they could leave. "You've seen how well I can keep my tongue in check. And, with a drink, my tongue loosens even more and the little control I have goes out the window until I sober again." Ray pauses in their pacing as they head to a wall. They take down a sword of good craftsman ship and skill, something exquisite and not one you would see around here. They took it out of their sheath a tiny bit and examined it, nodding in apparent satisfaction. They put the sword back in the sheath and attached it to their waist. They went to a corner and grabbed their pack, something of a seventy two hour kit that they had put together before in case of something like this. They glance at Jack to see how he was taking this. "And the people I blabber to are usually the kind who wouldn't mind a few extra coins from a bounty."
Ray snickers, "I have some habits I need to fix, don't I?"

"Ooh." He nodded, watching Ray do what they needed to.

Ray takes the sketches on the table and stuffs them in their bag, muttering something about burning them later. They look at Jack, "You have what you need?"

"Well, just what's on me and in my bag." He nodded.

Ray nods and takes Jack's hand, "Ok, now that I've got everything I need, we can go..." Ray glanced at the darts on the table, the ones they had made themself. It would be nice if they could bring them, but their satchel had been taken by the guards and Ray didn't know where it was any more, so there was no need to bring the darts if they couldn't put them anywhere so they could easily get to and use them.