[Juno glances warily at Ray before extending a clawed hand to take back his keys.]

Great. Good to know. You mind testing out those senses somewhere else?

[...It looks like he's going to be trapped on these steps until Ray goes away. Grumbling slightly, he gingerly puts down the bag, glass clinking loudly. He winces slightly at the noise.]

What? [A pause, then a snort.] Oh, the blood. Don't worry about it, it's not mine.

[...Um.]