[ Rhys’s first instinct is to fight Jack on this, is to snap back at him to not be so patronizing, to not talk to him like he’s some kid. In any other setting Rhys is incredibly competent….too competent, even!
But he’s getting to the edge of desperate here, and he doesn’t want to land himself in a position where he has to beg. He really can’t think of anything worse than pleading to Jack, he really would rather be thrown into the fireplace.
So he concedes, at least a little.
He sighs, letting go of his shirt collar and tipping his head back, face pinched. Playing nice with this man is agonizing but he’ll do it if it means he’ll feel better. ]
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Date: 2021-10-23 05:33 pm (UTC)But he’s getting to the edge of desperate here, and he doesn’t want to land himself in a position where he has to beg. He really can’t think of anything worse than pleading to Jack, he really would rather be thrown into the fireplace.
So he concedes, at least a little.
He sighs, letting go of his shirt collar and tipping his head back, face pinched. Playing nice with this man is agonizing but he’ll do it if it means he’ll feel better. ]
Fine….fine. Show me the ropes.