Ray shook his head with a scoff. "Get over yourself." It wasn't like he was obsessively stalking the man until he put a foot wrong... "I dunno why you're complaining anyway. You shot a man and you walked; biting one is nothing to you. Would you stop that?"

Taking a step forward, Ray pulled out the spare chair - the one not currently toppled on its side in the corner of the room - and twisted it around to Asher. "Sit the hell down. I won't offer it again."