[ Break nods along, since the first part isn't a surprise. If he had known her as long as Rhys had, then perhaps he would have come to the same conclusion. But really, he's still only been getting to know her through those little meetings, piece by piece, and the reality isn't something he had liked. It's no fault of her own, and he knows that. But it's also difficult to have complete confidence when she's so clearly just someone doing their best. The truth is that the best just simply might not be enough, and Break is frightened by that.

He listens, but the nervous habit of tossing his cane pauses when Rhys says that he might have to rely on Break instead. He looks towards Rhys in surprise, but it turns to a small, soft smile before his gaze drifts down to his hands. His tone is rather light and joking to start. ]

Well, that's only fair, I suppose. You saved me from doing something stupid and reckless, so it's the least I can do to return the favor.

[ Break pauses to release a sigh, but it's a heavy one that lingers for a bit longer before he nods. ]

I can't promise any kind of different result, since ultimately I have no choice but to follow her. But I think you at least know well enough by now that I'll pursue it more than any of the rest. So I won't let her die. Neither her, nor Oz, nor any of the rest, though I'll admit that the rest are also incidental so far as I'm concerned.

[ He shrugs, then smiles with a soft laugh as he thinks about his own words at the end there. ]

Neither of us exactly cut out to be heroic, are we? Yet somehow that's the hand that we've been dealt.