Ray was in a foul mood, that much was clear. He resisted the knee jerk reaction he had when Ray ordered, but then she pointed out Fenn. The small child turned around and joined them, probably looking for shelter from the staring eyes. That was fine, except he was being AWFULLY suspicious. He had that walk like a child who'd just knocked baseball into old man jenkins yard, and was too afraid to say anything. Too much slinking, but like a kind father, Vince would wait until old man jenkins beat on his door to say anything.

Let him stew.

"Ray, this is Fenn! He's a newer member of the Tarot. Fenn, meet Ray! She's one of the veteran members of the Tarot. She joined back before I was even an Arcana if you could believe that."