In a way, Ray reminds Rick of Tara, always there with wit and sarcasm to fill any silence. Although, thankfully she knows when to be quiet too since sound draws Walkers in any direction. But the wit and jokiness of Ray is making Rick miss Tara and her own humor. It's both nice and not for different but obvious reasons.

As Ray works, Rick can't help but have half of his attention on the area around them and half on what Ray is doing. That suit of his is some kind of engineering marvel the likes of which Rick has never seen before. It's interesting. He's curious. But watching Ray use it to his benefit, displaying the amazing things it can do is almost a distraction. He has to remind himself to pay attention enough to keep Ray safe enough to work miracles.

Rick knows how to fix an engine or even hot wire a car, but beyond that he's useless when it comes to stuff like this.

Thankfully, he gets to prove his usefulness when two creatures come running into the clearing, all fangs and claws. Rick dispatches them quickly enough. One with the hatchet and the other with his pistol, both head shots cause that's a tried and true method of stopping most anything.

"I think they're gettin' more agitated as time passes." And they both know that this thing is what's causing it. "Not that they'd be friendlies on a good day, but... they're probably not always so aggressive. Most animals I know have a survival instinct." These are just... wild and rabid.

As Rick's said this, he's come closer to Ray again, peeking over his shoulder to see what he's doing.