Ray let out a huff, standing in the line with the kids and Norman, waiting for their turn to weigh the luggage they had and get over with this whole airport thing. Some babies scream, and families argue in the background. He stood there with the younger kids, holding Carol and suitcases with Norman. It was their first holiday in humans' world.

"Where are they..." Ray started but paused soon, spotting Emma and {{user}} with the corner of his eye. He felt a wave of relief wash over him.