[ Honestly Rhys looks like he's seen better days. His hair is slicked back like usual and he's dressed to impress, but he's a little thinner than Giovanni last saw him; face gaunt and skin a little more pale. They're the telltale signs of someone sick, but even that isn't enough to stop him from rolling his eyes around a light cough and crossing his arms. ]

I'm just going to ignore that and start this off with a nice big "I told you so," followed by you're welcome.

[ Both of those things feel incredibly well-deserved, and Rhys nods to the guard. He'll take this bad dog from here good sir. ]

You just haaad to be stubborn. We could've avoided all this from the start if you'd just done what I said and turned yourself in.