[She shrugs, because that doesn't seem actually like a problem to her. Don't all Hyperion employees worship Handsome Jack? It'll be like Rhys is the Chosen One.] Please, he'll probably think it's cool or whatever. It's a lot better than thinking you're losing it, anyway.
Yeah. [ He is not very convinced!! But he squares his shoulders and takes a breath. ] I guess I should, uh. Go find him. I don't wanna— yeah. [ It already feels awful that he wasn't the first person who knew, he doesn't really want to wait too long after telling Fiona. He pushes his seat back, standing, and smiles weakly before shooting her some finger guns. ] So. See you later, alligator. Sorry, I don't know why I said that. —Oh, and, um. I'm still counting on that regret hat, so.
[She smiles back at him, trying to be encouraging, and waves vaguely. Like shoo, she knows where she stands compared to the Bromance, it's fine.] It'll be the most regretful hat you ever saw. And -- you know. Don't worry, or whatever. We'll figure something out, all three of us.
[ Don't worry, or whatever. God, is he on cloud nine already or what? Just so relaxed. He'll never worry again in his entire life. It's actually comforting to have another head to put together with his, though, so he says, ] Okay, yeah, thanks. ...Bye. [ And then he's off, all fidgety and weird like someone who totally has a secret, this is going to go so well. ]
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