week 3 ig??? this is dumb so time doesn't matter

[crazily]

[ After Break has managed to sleep for far longer than he usually does (the trial really did take a lot out of him), he does have one very minor thing that he wants to follow up on. So. This means tracking down his favorite Bullying Target No 2. At least Rhys is blissfully free of the fear that's Break popping out of cupboards, but he still does just kind of have a habit of appearing out of nowhere.

So. When Rhys is taking his time to visit the general store or something along those lines, a window will very suddenly open, and instead of doing the normal thing of using the door, Break is definitely just going to crawl in through the window.

This is what Gilbert has to deal with daily. His life is hard. ]

Ahhh, Rhys~! I've been looking for you!

[ How did Break even know he was here? More questions that can only be answered by "daredevilling." ]

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[crazily]

[ I'm so glad for the fake-helpful EchoEye descriptions... god... ]

[ Now that he knows what that sound is, Break is able to connecting the whirring to his eye, which is good to know. He just waits patiently, but when Rhys explains, he just ends up laughing lightly. It seems like he either takes this in stride or it's an answer he'd been more or less expecting. ]

Ah, I was that obvious~?

[ Though that is a very small comfort. It's something he's genuinely worried about, so getting that kind of confirmation is at least a small way to ease it. He shrugs, though the motion is followed by plucking a piece of rock candy out of one of the pockets of his coat. Considering how often he eats sweets, it seems like "diabetes" should probably be on there too. ]

Well, like I said, I'm frail. Day to day usually isn't a problem, but exerting myself can be fairly dangerous. [ He feels that this probably isn't adequate, so though he dances around saying "I'm dying," he at least implies it. ] I could see perfectly fine just a month or two ago.

[ Probably...??? Don't ask me what amount of time Pandora Hearts takes place over either, apparently. ]

[jackhole]

[ the echo eye is here to help them both! apparently. maybe. either way, it's not the most accurate descriptions but still fairly solid for rhys. it wasn't hard to piece together that maybe break was worried about his health, with what the fact he spat up blood on rhys once. it's not too big of a leap from there.

still, rhys grows more worried as break explains and he looks pretty baffled by the end of it. why is break even here if he's falling apart so much? the guy should be at home! resting! or... something! rhys drops his arms to his waist and gives a soft shake of his head. ]

That... is really frightening to know! Do you have some sort of medication you should be on? To take care of the frailness? I can probably talk to Miata if you want. Maybe you should be in bed...

[ but instead break is standing in front of him, eating rock candy. he just stares at him for a moment before something occurs to rhys and he lets out a yelp, jabbing a finger at break. ]

You crawled in through the window, Break!

[ are you SHATTERING INSIDE now? ]

[crazily]

[ The concern just makes Break laugh, which is predictable, but there is the barest hint of warmth in it. He's used to receiveing this kind of concern, but granted, it's not usually as "gentle" as this. Sharon and Reim both know him well enough to just physically drag him to bed and make him rest, and if Cheryl gets involved? Well, then he'll definitely take it easy, since she's a fearsome woman. He's stubborn in the worst ways, and it's why this kind of softer concern doesn't quite work for him. He waves a hand in Rhys's direction as if to dismiss the thought. ]

You don't need to talk to her. I doubt there's anything that could help anyways~.

[ Well, no, there totally could be since the future is weird. But he wouldn't exactly want it. Even if he may not accept his impending death completely, he also doesn't have any intentions of delaying or running away from his death either. He's had his time, and more than he should have. It's a complicated outlook, even for him. ]

I'll be fine. I rest when I need to, which is the best thing I can do. Luckily there's not exactly much to do here save for our trials, so climbing in through a window or two is no problem~. I won't die from simply that.

[jackhole]

[ it's always kind of weird for rhys to be concerned, just because there's always the creeping sensation of being stabbed in the back for it. he knows, logically, that that's not the healthiest way to react to that sort of thing but... well, hyperion fosters a certain kind of environment is all.

so, in the end, he's still kind of concerned for break even if break is waving him off. now he's invested. they're friends! maybe even family! (he probably shouldn't say that one aloud.) but he's going to make it a priority of his to make sure break's doing okay through the game. at least until one, or both, of them die. ]

You're probably right. I mean, you know your body better than I do! Just... don't die, man. If you die, there's nothing here to stop everyone from killing me.

[ what a leap of logic, rhys?? oh my god. but then he adds on -- ]

Oh wait, no. There's Morrigan. Nevermind.

[ ha ha ha...! ]

[crazily]

[ In a small way, he is touched by the concern, though he brushes that off in just the same way. It's uncomfortable for him to be valued by other people, since in a way, he feels that's unfair to them. He's known ever since the Abyss spat him out that his death would come for him sooner, so letting people get attached to a dead man... He felt that it was cruel, in a way. But he's at least a far different person now than he was just after that realization had come to him. He's still not one to easily open his heart to others, but he at least doesn't bitterly push them away. So he waves his hand idly, and it's a perfectly fanciful gesture to match that odd personality of his. ]

Ahh, I won't, I won't~. Or I'll at least do my best, since you know, we do need you to conduct our various little tests, right?

[jackhole]

[ rhys opens his mouth to argue but... yeah. yeah, break has a point. a sigh and he runs his fingers through his hair, frowning down at the floor. ]

... Yeah. That is a thing that seems to keep happening, huh?

[ but okay, good. don't die, break. that's all rhys is really concerned about. ]