[ If only Rhys were coherent enough right now to appreciate Zer0 showing an interest in his vague well-being... Well, actually if he did it would probably be awkward like every other time. So maybe it's a small blessing in disguise that fever-addled and delirious Rhys happens to be hallucinating. Like, a lot.
People in the street aren't Olympian residents but instead Hyperion personnel, the streets are slick chrome instead of brick or stone, and when he looks up at Zer0 with pupils just a bit too contracted thanks to his newfound sensitivity to light, Rhys sees not his hunky dream of a Vault Hunter, but instead?
His best bro. ]
O-oh...hey. Um, yeah. Sorry.
[ Rhys brings a knuckle to the bridge between his brows for a second, trying to alleviate the pressure headache there. ]
I just wanted to get something from the Hub...soup? M...maybe. [ He fixes Zer0 with a lopsided smile as wobbles slightly and holds an arm out to steady himself, and manages it. ]
no subject
People in the street aren't Olympian residents but instead Hyperion personnel, the streets are slick chrome instead of brick or stone, and when he looks up at Zer0 with pupils just a bit too contracted thanks to his newfound sensitivity to light, Rhys sees not his hunky dream of a Vault Hunter, but instead?
His best bro. ]
O-oh...hey. Um, yeah. Sorry.
[ Rhys brings a knuckle to the bridge between his brows for a second, trying to alleviate the pressure headache there. ]
I just wanted to get something from the Hub...soup? M...maybe. [ He fixes Zer0 with a lopsided smile as wobbles slightly and holds an arm out to steady himself, and manages it. ]
I'm fine. [ he's so not fine ]