Who-?
Raymond was about to turn to the voice when he felt someone tug at his arm, turning to the person tugging at his arm, he came in contact with Clause, looking quite nervously at him.
He wore some kind of hat and a flurry shirt, decked out in jewels from head to toe.
"What is it?" Raymond asked, looking at his expression. "What happened to Emery?"
"Well …" Clause said, not looking him in the eyes as he looked to the side. "Could you come to the dressing room? We … he needs … help."
A small part of Raymond wanted to tease Clause to pay him back for all the teasing he did to him before but he could not entirely do that. His mind is more preoccupied with the thought of what could have been so wrong that these boys, who have never needed help before, are asking him for help.
