Ray considered himself a patient man, an empathetic man. and clearly, this girl was struggling with something. Maybe the stranger that she saved, who was immediately hiding secrets from her. He sighs internally at himself, and the situation driving him into this point. But it is what he deserves....no more than he deserves. He shouldn't even be alive right now. 

Finally seeming to get her to understand their need to move, and moving the discussion closer to their survival, he is relieved. It shows on his face, though the rest of him is still tense and anxious. "I don't think they sent anyone out yet, but they will soon. They will want to send their messengers out early. To assert their authority as soon as possible..." he explains, watching her be on the looks out. He cant help a faint smile of approval. This is the only way they can survive. 

Again, he levels his gaze with her, "You can guide me to it right? I hope you don't mind me saying, but my legs might be the best way to get us there faster. Please trust me to carry you."